My ramblings....

Another Memory

Once upon a time we all sat atop a playground, the kind made with the heavy wood beams and we stared up at the sky. We talked about who was beautiful and tried to hear the sounds of the stars. I wished so badly that someone would choose me, but I've forgotten all their names. I still remember the whispers of space, though.

I'm listening for it now, through waves and chipped blue paint, through foreign television and yellow lights, I'm really trying to hear it, really trying.

posted by Unknown @ 8:27 AM