@ war

Eyes closed. Heart open.
I'm laying in the tall grass behind my fathers home, playing with the curls sprouting from my head.

blink.

i'm in my small wooden bed, laying with my tie dye blanket.

blink.

I'm about to fall asleep in the sunshine, when suddenly
i'm rolling.
Whenever I let my guard down for 3 seconds, My best and only friend appears to balance my world.

blink.

i'm in my small wooden bed, laying with my tie dye blanket.

blink.

"Get off of me!" I laugh, shoving him to the side. Even though girls my age are normally at home in their studies or playing house with their mothers, usually I'm out with this boy, fighting or stealing from our near by farmers.
"Don't you have people to please?" he taunts me, staring with those marvelous brown eyes. He will be the death of me.

blink.

i'm in my small wooden bed, laying with my tie dye blanket.
and this is my life.
i am constantly at war with my day dreams and reality. in love with the simplicity of my other worlds and totally lost in my actual reality, in my small wooden bed, laying with my tie dye blanket.

and that's something i'm not sure anyone will ever understand.