overlooking all of the lights.
i think i want to be kissed on a rooftop because it's closer to the stars.
i've never been afraid of heights
and i think that's why i love the sky so much
and the stars and the moon
and heaven and all of the angels.
I believe in angels more than I believe in god.
i think i want to be kissed on a rooftop because it's closer to the stars.
i've never been afraid of heights
and i think that's why i love the sky so much
and the stars and the moon
and heaven and all of the angels.
I believe in angels more than I believe in god.
And I think that's because in first grade when Mrs Peterson asked me what super power id want to be I said, "id choose to fly like an angel."
I've stuck with that answer ever since.
I remember the first time I rode on an airplane and I got the window seat.
(Well actually I was assigned in the middle seat but I cried and begged my brother to switch me)
I remember watching the sun go down and the moon come up and I don't remember blinking once.
I remember thinking that I'm literally flying.
And while everyone slept I stared out that window and swore I could see angels with long blonde hair blowing in the wind. I imagined they looked a lot like me.
When I turn 18 I'm going to go sky diving.
I don't want to go for the rush or to go to just say I've been sky diving
I want to go to breathe in the same air as the angels,
I want to go to see the clouds from their point of view.
I've always loved blowing dandelions and watching the pedals float to the sky,
I've always loved letting balloons go because I imagine someone catching it when it gets to heaven.
I believe in angels more than I believe in god
I talk about angels more than I talk about god
I think about angels more than I think about god
And I think that's because on my first airplane ride I swore I saw one out my window
And I've never sworn I've seen god
but when I do see him, I'm gonna tell him thank you for creating the angels
Because they are what keeps me going.
And I'm gonna ask him if he ever saw any of my balloons
And even if he never did,
I hope he knows me well enough to say, "I caught one."
So many good lines.
ReplyDelete"I've always loved blowing dandelions and watching the pedals float to the sky,
I've always loved letting balloons go becuase I imagine someone catching it when it gets to heaven."
but this especially.
This is precious and utterly lovely.
ReplyDeleteAnd while everyone slept I stared out that window and swore I could see angels with long blonde hair blowing in the wind. I imagined they looked a lot like me.
Your writing is some of my favorite. Thank you for all the things you make me feel.
ReplyDeleteThis was simply breathtaking.
ReplyDeleteBreathtakingly beautiful. Thank you
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