Today I was in the passenger’s seat of my car, my hands coated with salty tears that had dripped down from my eyes. Walhalla passed, we were in South Carolina again. Making the trip back to Georgia after a lovely visit to Charlotte. Finally, my friends were out of the way, the sky seemed clearer. Until I read the phone, which had messages from people, wanting attention. They wanted to take my place. Of course, they weren’t even being considered, but it hurt nonetheless. So I yelled and complained like I did before. Then all was silent. I begged for the silence to stop, for a word to be uttered from a lame mouth. I thought my tears were wasted, so I unlocked the door of the passengers seat on interstate 85. And gripped the door handle. Then my hand was grabbed by someone I thought invisible. And held….
“Stop… what are you doing?”
“Just let me go.” I said with quivering lips, “Nobody cares anyway… nobody loves me”
“No, I won’t”
“I want you to talk to me normally, like you did in July. Pretend it is July”
“Okay… so what do you want to do tomorrow.” A faint smile appears
“Well I want to see that movie Avatar, maybe”
“Yeah, we can see it.” And the smile grows
My world is turned upside down, and I am singing along, trying to draw laughter out. I play song after song, growing more ridiculous with each one. And by the end of the car trip, all of my spirits had regained their strength.
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