• Emma B. commented on the post, fences 7 years, 12 months ago

    Everywhere, everywhere, there are fences. Keep the dog away from the gardenias. Keep the child away from the street. Keep them here. Here where we can see them. Here where we can monitor and mold them. Here where they are safe. Lock them up, and throw away the key. Hold them close, build the fences […]

  • Emma B. commented on the post, anywhere 8 years, 1 month ago

    I wish I was anywhere but here. This is perfect for today. I hate here. There’s nothing here. Nothing but closed minded people and fake friends and hurt and heartache and memories. What I really need is to get away. To find a man to sweep me off my feet and make me forget, somewhere […]

  • Emma B. commented on the post, left 8 years, 2 months ago

    Left. Left like the direction? Or left like what you did to me? Because that’s what you did, you know. Walked out when the going got tough, instead of standing by me like you promised to. It just amazes me that you could stand by me as I threatened to take my own life, but […]

  • Emma B. commented on the post, positively 8 years, 2 months ago

    Positively. There is nothing I am positively sure of anymore. I feel as though I am stuck, somewhere between moderately pleased at best and disastrously at of control at the worst. It’s a strange limbo. Stuck between what I used to know I wanted for myself, what I used to be sure was the best […]

  • Emma B. commented on the post, tires 8 years, 2 months ago

    I had to flip tires at summer heat two years ago, and you were there. I still can’t believe you’re gone, dead, and I never even got to tell you how much I looked up to you. It seems dramatic. I know. Hell. It feels like a movie to me, too. Because things like this […]

  • Emma B. commented on the post, downpour 8 years, 2 months ago

    I’m crushed by a downpour of emotion every time I see you. Every time you cross my path. It’s like I want to kiss you and kill you and sweep you up in my arms and never let you go and then tell you to leave and never come back ever again. You’re killing me, […]

  • Emma B. commented on the post, profound 8 years, 2 months ago

    She was, in a word, profound. She was other things, of course. Brash. Loud. Perfect. Dainty. She reminded me of a doll. The kind your mom buys you for your fifth birthday, with the extra long eyelashes and the curls that spring back into place no matter how many times you pull them down. She […]