Once upon a time
a girl started making some plans
She didn't ask for permission
She belonged to no one and no one belonged to her
The clock struck 12 and she was off
Her youngest niece was kind enough to make her appearance in the nick of time
Her friends sent her off with cake and love
Her parents tried to talk her out of it- but not really
There was a part of her that started the sentence "when I get to California...." more times than anyone could count
There was an air mattress waiting and not much else
There was an idea of what her life would look like when she got there
It was more beautiful than she remembered
It was lonelier than she had anticipated
It was hard to get through the nights when her life back home was already asleep
But she was too stubborn to fail
But she was almost too stubborn to let herself fall
But she let her go and found someone to belong with
And nothing looked the way she had expected
And she worried that her greatest professional achievement would be the perfect cappuccino
And she wished, just once, that she could tell a customer to Fuck Off
In between the mountains and palm trees and a bay breeze
In between trips to a city that had always wanted to call home
In between car rides with the windows down every month of the year
There was her body
Unpredictable, seemingly rebelling, mad at someone
Feeling alien, skin too tight and ill more often than well
Causing more trouble than it's worth
These were her true warrior moments
These were the times she learned how to ask for help
These were the ways that she pushed herself to love herself
Two years passed in a cliche blink of an eye
Two years were what she needed to trust her instincts
Two years to shift her life closer to what she had planned
Two years is not nothing
Maybe in another two, there will me countless more monsters slain
Maybe in another two, I'll laugh at what I want in this moment
Maybe in another two, I'll have what I want in this moment
There is always time to make more plans
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