Somehow, before I knew algebra, I knew this, I knew here, I knew now. At twelve, I could see an old man drinking hot tea, on a porch, with a dog.
Vows didn't fool the voice in the back. of my mind. "It's coming!" he whispered. He was there when she left. "It's alright," he said softly, "not all have soul mates."
Still I run. I run from him while insisting that I know the futility of the running. I swear that I accept this fate. I swear that I know how the movie ends, but still I cover my eyes and hope.
Still I cover my eyes and I foolishly hope that the silly old man can somehow, outrun this fate.
Didn't I review this already?? I guess it didn't stick. Well what I said was...I like how the voice seems to be both a father and the older self. There is a depth of meanings here that taps into many emotions. You hint at growing old, becoming something or someone, love, loss, security in being alone and dying all in these few lines. My favorite is..."I run from him while insisting I know the futility of running."
Didn't I review this already?? I guess it didn't stick. Well what I said was...I like how the voice seems to be both a father and the older self. There is a depth of meanings here that taps into many emotions. You hint at growing old, becoming something or someone, love, loss, security in being alone and dying all in these few lines. My favorite is..."I run from him while insisting I know the futility of running."
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