Entry: Madness Of A Love Train Oct 1, 2004



Swinging from a branch, In the wind.
The telephone rings, inside.
   I hear it,                  because i'm waiting for it.
I'm waiting for a telephone call.
                                  from you.

Run inside,
   grasp it off the hook.
Breath.
Force a cough.
   clear.
"Hello!"
Anxiously and nervous,
palms sweating,
head aching.
SILENCE.
                     "hello.."
I hear the other line click.
My tears bleed through to my heart.
It was you.
I know it.
But you're still too afriad
                           
                           ADMIT YOU LOVE ME.
It's not a game and i'm not that blind.
   I beg you to be blunt.
Love me
Hurt me
      but i need
   NEED
an answer.
Feed my soul.

Wait!

The phone is ringing.
I watch it.
   two
      three
         four
Ok, Ok,
answer the god damn phone.
"Hello."
SILENCE
That's it.
Fuck you.
   I think but never say.  As i pull away from myself, so close to the phone base, i pause. Breathe.


"hey.."
I pull back.
My fingers are trembling and i cant see through my tear stained glasses.
"Hello."

CLICK.

That's all.  I don't understand.  I hate him.
      I hate this.
I grasp the phone to my heart.
Breathing so loudly.

I can hear my heart crying.

Collapse to the floor. It's just not fair. I'm not this weak.  Why cant he just love me back? 
I'm not that un-lovable, Am I?
Are my insecurties really that. Ugly?
I'm independent.          Arent I?
                  Crying is a waste.

I stand up.
      Walking to the door.  I can escape to the world.  Start all new again.  This Is My New Beginning.  Watch out! I'm comming out a New Woman. 
   Two steps
         Three
            Four.

My hands are trembling
                                                   but
I stop them.  I grip myself and give myself strength.
Closed eyes,            I open the door.
One Step over the curb
               Open both eye lids.

He's there.
   "I love you."
The tears fall from his eyes. 

   And I find my strength.
Loving him is my greatest weakness
Loving me is my greatest strength.

I fall again.  This time,                     not alone. 


Madness Of A Love Train. -Ashlyn.

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