portrait of a girl Lena Kharinova Uliana |
“We live and breathe words.
It was books that made me feel that
perhaps I was not completely alone.
They could be honest with me, and I with them.
Reading your words, what you wrote,
how you were lonely sometimes and afraid,
but always brave; the way you saw the world,
its colors and textures and sounds,
I felt--I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamt.
I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you.
I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted
-- and then I realized that truly I just wanted you.”
It was books that made me feel that
perhaps I was not completely alone.
They could be honest with me, and I with them.
Reading your words, what you wrote,
how you were lonely sometimes and afraid,
but always brave; the way you saw the world,
its colors and textures and sounds,
I felt--I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamt.
I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you.
I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted
-- and then I realized that truly I just wanted you.”
Cassandra Clare
Composition By:
Kay Lynn Gabaldon
October, 2015
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