Hungry Wrds

Dear, Tru

Hello to you, you handsome beast you. I am still on break but the time is fast approaching. Trepidation and curiosity. Aren't those such nice big words? So scary and consuming. They are hungry words. You can feel them way down deep. Words that can just swallow you up. A kind of excitement just speeds your blood and makes you shake. A craving for things you cannot define. An unknown world of the most fascinating things. Whispers just seem to find there way in to your ears. On one side of the looking glass a world of cold darkness awaits to envelop you in its depths and on the other a world of warm rainbows dances before your tear stained eyes. A sense of foreboding mixed with butterfly wings makes your tummy tingle. You can choose but you must understand neither is as they seem. There is no absolute good or absolute evil. Both have certain aspects of the other but what you seek and what you find may not be the same. First you must truly understand what you want. What is it you want my dearest Tru? What makes your soul scream that haunting scream I hear so deep inside you?

Mood: thoughtful
Song: White Rabbit by Egypt Central
Book: in between