epiphany

was listening to the new Doug Burr and Burning Hotels albums tonight and was inspired to free write this:

- there was a sparkle in her eyes when his name came off her lips
- those sparking eyes darted left to right avoiding any direct contact
- when she finally focused and began to really talk the sparkle was gone

- there was a spark in his soul when her eyes met his
- that spark led to a rush of desire and feelings weighted by his thoughts
- when he finally succumbed to the desire the spark was gone

- they held hands with their hopes dimmed by what they couldn't have
- she ran her hand through his hair & he realized she wishes it was someone else
- he caressed her thigh and she realized he finally had the epiphany

inspired free writing

sometimes when you feel that life is slipping through your fingers; you have to find a hero.
not one who dons a cape or lives in the limelight
but a hero who hides in the dark recesses of oneself
in the moment when you feel completely human
you have to close your eyes and risk it
take that leap and watch yourself fly
before you can ever trust someone to save you
you must first discover how to save yourself.