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Post by Chase Silver on Dec 17, 2008 22:36:54 GMT -5
It felt like my whole world was changing. She was sitting right across the table yet it felt like there was a great hiatus between us. Suddenly, I wanted to run and jump across the immeasurable breadth of the hiatus separating us. I wanted to be close to her--close enough to hear her heart pump blood through her veins. Because of her, a part of me pushed back behind the recesses of my subconscious wanted to resurface and claim its throne. I wanted to be that person. I wanted to be him yet I'm scared to be him. I'm scared of my true self--my own monster. Could I really let the beast out just to be with her and let the audience back away? Am I ready to do that? Am I ready to face my demon?
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