With each departing flight remaining seated. Rocking back and forth. Staring at my heart sinking in my own hands and things breaking down. I can just fly away from these uncomfortable things! (I'm asking innocently, 'why wouldn't we just run away?') Like I can erase you from my life when it hurts. And it makes me want to cry in the moments when I can't distract myself but I know it's okay. Because distraction's not the answer. Feeling it and letting it pass. It all passes away. There's nothing wrong with that.
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With each departing flight remaining seated. Rocking back and forth. Staring at my heart sinking in my own hands and things breaking down. I can just fly away from these uncomfortable things! (I'm asking innocently, 'why wouldn't we just run away?') Like I can erase you from my life when it hurts. And it makes me want to cry in the moments when I can't distract myself but I know it's okay. Because distraction's not the answer. Feeling it and letting it pass. It all passes away. There's nothing wrong with that.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Departing Flights
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With each departing flight remaining seated. Rocking back and forth. Staring at my heart sinking in my own hands and things breaking down. I can just fly away from these uncomfortable things! (I'm asking innocently, 'why wouldn't we just run away?') Like I can erase you from my life when it hurts. And it makes me want to cry in the moments when I can't distract myself but I know it's okay. Because distraction's not the answer. Feeling it and letting it pass. It all passes away. There's nothing wrong with that.
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