why does the sun still shine,
when it's raining deep inside.
what the eye cannot see,
is often the most real.

why does it merely snow,
when hailstorms of emotions rage.
where the eye cannot see,
is often the most raw.

when tears fall,
the criss crosses form,
a dozen 'hairline cracks',
a complicated web.

each tear a tear,
(both forms of them)
right through the surface,
and each tear seems to stop a tear.

sometimes all you want in the world is nothing more than to be held tight and safe. like when you were a child and your dad would hold you when you fell hard, stroke your hair and tell you "hush don't cry, everything is gonna be alright." when big strong arms came around and seemed to shield you from the world. and there are so many things you can want in this world. but right now right here, i know what i want most. and it's the simplest gesture. I would give everything i own, if only to feel safe and warm and loved.

i finished a book today. and i want to quote from it. but if i started, i would end up with the entire book on my blog probably. so why don't you guys, whoever is left reading my blog go read the book yourself - the tenth circle, by jodi picoult. 9:12:00 PM