Mnemosyne-posts - Mnemosyne

What do I want?

I want to be a mystery, yet be known

I want to be together, yet alone

Is it too much to ask, To be famous yet unknown?

To be a wanderer, yet have a home?

My insecurity makes me sick,

Yet my confidence makes me thick

Can I be harmless, yet grip the stick,

Be completely smooth yet have a nick?

Can I live in a lie, yet be true

Can I be unique, yet so like you?

Have no control, yet know what to do?

Can I be ugly, yet beautiful too?

Answer me, I need your help,

Can you help me or someone else?

I need your help, can't you see,

Are you even listening to me?

by: Kara Douglas

August slipped away into a moment in time.

'Cause it was never mine.

It’s okay that we didn’t collect souvenirs or that we never had time to pull it all together in a way that made sense to anyone else but us.

The thing I realize is that it’s not what you take, it’s what you leave.