7.02.2014

in dependence

"don't you dare drop a single tear, your tears don't work on me, if i see you drop. just one.---"

life is the softener when you wash your sheets, molding molecules to fiber in a sweet lavender, tumbling and tangled, gently bending the cotton for you to blanket. and here i am, for the first time in my life hearing my father give me permission, declaring, "arijana, cry so hard. cry. cry it out. say it out. cry over it. and then, arijana, then; laugh."