Run, Rush!
Wake up by the vibrations and beeping of my eternal love..my cell phone.
Lie in bed and enjoy a few more minutes of celestial peace...Sorry,NO TIME!
Jump, out..shower.....Enjoy a few more minutes under the water..No, you don't have time to waste!
Put on some make up, spray some perfume.....Leave the room..you're getting late!
These last few months of my life seems like every minute has a name that owns it. The names are Calculus 2, Accounting, Oceanography.
How it seems never ending. How I wish I could just sit and not have a thousand alarms going off in my head. How even a conversation more than 5 minutes makes my mind nudge me and say " That's too long..you've got other stuff to do".
Run, Run,Rush......
And still feel at the end of the day that nothing has been accomplished, nothing gained.
However busy it gets, my nail polish has to be kept perfect. It's color changed, nails filed.
I let my nails be the part that gets to be indulged if not anything than colored liquids.....pink, browns, purples, silver.
Despite my crazy day, I still find time to talk to my mommy....no, not on the telephone but conversations I have with her alone by myself. When the house seems too quiet, when life seems too uncaring....I talk to her. I argue, bully her, demand her coz I love her.
When at night, I'm too tired.....I run my hand through my hair like she would. Just that my hands lack the healing touch she has, my hands lack the softness of her hands...But, I fall asleep only to be woken up by the vibrations and beeping of my eternal love, my cell phone........
Lie in bed and enjoy a few more minutes of celestial peace...Sorry,NO TIME!
Jump, out..shower.....Enjoy a few more minutes under the water..No, you don't have time to waste!
Put on some make up, spray some perfume.....Leave the room..you're getting late!
These last few months of my life seems like every minute has a name that owns it. The names are Calculus 2, Accounting, Oceanography.
How it seems never ending. How I wish I could just sit and not have a thousand alarms going off in my head. How even a conversation more than 5 minutes makes my mind nudge me and say " That's too long..you've got other stuff to do".
Run, Run,Rush......
And still feel at the end of the day that nothing has been accomplished, nothing gained.
However busy it gets, my nail polish has to be kept perfect. It's color changed, nails filed.
I let my nails be the part that gets to be indulged if not anything than colored liquids.....pink, browns, purples, silver.
Despite my crazy day, I still find time to talk to my mommy....no, not on the telephone but conversations I have with her alone by myself. When the house seems too quiet, when life seems too uncaring....I talk to her. I argue, bully her, demand her coz I love her.
When at night, I'm too tired.....I run my hand through my hair like she would. Just that my hands lack the healing touch she has, my hands lack the softness of her hands...But, I fall asleep only to be woken up by the vibrations and beeping of my eternal love, my cell phone........
2 Comments:
Very haunting and evocative.You have a gift for connecting ideas so that they flow....suitably impressed :)I love how the last sentence harkens back to the beginning.
Waiting for more...:)
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