Sunday, November 23, 2014

blisters.

my fingers have blisters.
they have blisters from plucking the strings so loudly
and so hard.

the strings of my harp
and the strings of my heart.

i imagine hearts like a harp.
the c strings of my harp are red. 
the c string is the heartbeat. the string you hear the most. and the string that starts it all.
d e f g a b
we all started with a beating heart.   

the f strings are black.
the f strings are the heartbreaks, the deaths and the hurting.
the string that catches the sounds of sorrow, making it dark and black.

the d string is all the things you feel.
the d string comes right after the c. it comes after the heart beat.
because after we hear a heartbeat we touch it to make sure it's real.
we place our hand on heartbeats because it reminds us how to feel.


the e string is the love. because love ends with an e. the e string catches the sound of love.
the e string catches the kisses
it catches the sound of the first time he said "i love you."
it catches all of the fingers being laced together.

the g string is the regrets.
the things we wish we hadn't said.
and all the things we wished we would have done.

the a string is the happy.
the a string catches the sound of laughs
it catches all the smiles
smiles are happy and smiles are white.
the a strings on my harp are white.

the b string is the everything.
the string that comes last and the string that puts everything together.
it catches the sound of heartbeats
it catches all of the feelings
it catches the sound of the first time he said "i love you"
it catches the heartbreaks
it catches the regrets
And the sound of laughter.

my fingers have blisters from plucking the strings on my harp so loudly and so hard.

hearts are like harps.

they are both full of music.
But if you pluck a string too loudly and too hard it breaks.

just like a heart breaks.

your fingers must be covered in blisters because you have plucked my heart too loudly

and too hard

and it's broken. 




















9 comments:

  1. the string that comes last and the string that puts everything together.
    it catches the sound of heartbeats
    it catches all of the feelings
    it catches the sound of the first time he said "i love you"

    you know how to write. and it speaks to so many. this is stunning, it left me breathless

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  2. "it catches all of the fingers laced together"
    now I'm feeling something.

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  3. this touched a part of my heart that hasn't been touched for a while

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  4. Like how do you even comment to writing like this??
    I'm sorry I can't.
    But this was literally beautiful all the detail and passion.

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  5. "they are both full of music.
    But if you pluck a string too loudly and too hard it breaks."

    this this was golden.

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  6. "hearts are like harps.

    they are both full of music." #stolen Great post. I loved the comparison!

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  7. Fantastic. I can't read music and I'm sure there's a metaphor in that, but I don't know.

    I really liked this. And that picture of the heart at the end is creeping me out. It's too real.

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