I am not wendybird.

I think I'm beginning to realize why I'm so disconnected from everyone else, why I feel so distant from the people around me (maybe this is how stars that are not part of the constellations feel). To close your thoughts and feelings to others is to shut them out she had said to me. You become a pariah, a recluse. Secluded from the ones that love you most, you feel like. you feel like you're trapped in an iceberg Maybe this is how the sailor felt when he locked his heart in a chest and threw it out into the sea. Maybe that is what I have done, gone on living without a real human heart.

I wish I had pretty tiny writing like a typewriter, and petite little hands to match. I wish I lived in a fairy tale. I don't ever want to take anything for granted, but it seems like I always do with everything I have. But I promise I will try from now on (the forget me-knot to remember).