Magical Tipsy Toes

It was a long walk. I wasn’t intending to walk very far..but I did. Why? I’m still not sure. I wanted to stop but my legs didn’t let me. Legs whispered to the mind, “Walk on, Sharkbait…walk on.” And so I did. I just kept walking…I could have taken a cab or a bus, but I didn’t. I needed to walk… Did I have a destination in mind? No..not really. But since my legs were in-charge..what could I do?

I suddenly became tired. Feet began to hurt tremendously. Was about to get into a cab when, suddenly I saw it. It was absolutely beautiful. Gorgeous. My legs started to twitch…all that tiredness just drained away. I stood there staring in awe. I wanted to see it up-close..I wanted to touch it. I could smell it…like sweet smelling strawberries calling out to me. I was dizzy with excitement…I had finally found it. This would be the one…the magical one. The smell was stronger as I walked closer. It wrapped me around and it was carrying me towards it.. I was floating. Nobody was gonna take this away from me

Like a spider weaving its web…round and round and round and round it went. The sweet smell filled the air…I watched intently as it went round and round and round over and over again. It didn’t stop. I was lost for a moment. And I had forgotten everything. Every thing. All that mattered was right there in front of me..Its was a magical moment. It really was, for me. I just knew I needed to get myself one of those. Because then, I can makit at home!

Just when I was about to slip deeper into the happy world of forgotten (round and round and round)

“Oi, harlow..you one one or you no one?” I was suddenly rudely disturbed…sigh..”Ya, Uncle…1 candy floss please, thanks”

“Things happen for a reason, sometimes it not about an end product but the lessons along the way we’re suppose to learn & experience……” Thank you, Stardust. It was indeed an experience. You think PurplePrancingGekco & you can help carry the machine to my place..

I am going to build a machine that helps you forget whatever it is you want to forget. Cause I need to get this whole thing out of my head…So I can stop all these things in my head. Its going to be a master piece, this machine.. Now all I need is some pancakes, waffles, a car, some pipes, screw driver, a pole..a chair, steerling wheel..a dishwasher…maybe throw in a few Archie comic books..and of course I need a whole lot of powder…Alot of powder…ooo and strawberries & whole load of chocolate…hmm…looks like I might need to cook up this master piece instead…Wanna help?

Too young to fall
For a light I think I see
Can’t say for sure
The plants have died,
My hair has grown
From the thought of you
Coming home

Cuz it ain’t easier
Waking up at dawn
To find I lost my crown
If I found you there
With flowers in your hair

I’d hold you in my arms
Till we came back down
A smile that explodes
I could never understand

My room, too small
To get by without the help out alcohol
Pin my arm to the wall
Now I’m too gone to fight
Not afraid to fall

Cuz it ain’t easier
Waking up at dawn
To find I lost my crown
If I found you there
With flowers in your hair

I’ d hold you in my arms
Until we came back down
A smile that explodes
I could never understand

I write one more
Letter I won’t send
Except for across the floor

She was a young girl of about 11. Feeling alone and small as she looks at the car that sped away. She waits hoping the car will turn back for her…but it never did.

I close my eyes
And I can feel that you’re a part of me
You are my home
Though I’m afar I’m in your company
I’m in you

All she’s ever wanted was to feel wanted, to feel loved. And for a while…the house with the stairs gives her that. The ornamental gap in the wall, That warm, cheerful light down the hall. She’s at peace with herself.

I play my song
And I can hear you’re in my melody
My life, my home
No matter what with you I’ll always be

She never expected this to happen. Where was she going to go? She never wanted to feel alone again. Would someone ever love her? She kept all these thoughts to herself. Pretending she was ok. At night, she cried herself to sleep. Was wanting to feel loved so wrong? She was breaking inside. She missed that sweet voice so much.

You’re my home
And together we share this love for us
To be happy and free
You’re my home
And together we’ll strive to make this world
A better place to be

She met him. She knocked his socks off. Both felt it in their heart. She was weary at first. He was too. But they gave it a go. It was a slow start. They learned about each other every day. And the more they learned, the more the fell in love with each other. They’ve had their share of arguments. But they always found their way back to each other. Always. After all….he was her angel. And she, his….it just took them both awhile to figure it out.

Come take my hand
Come fill your heart with all the love you see
Let every child
Be what they are, be what they wanna be

Take my hand, he said. And I’ll bring you on an adventure. She was scared. Afraid she’ll fall and she won’t be able to get up again. She didn’t want to be left alone.
What if he decided to drive off and disappear? She looked away, afraid of him, of herself when with him. He saw her tears and his heart ached…and he said, “Baby, its ok if we fall..we’ll fall together. It won’t hurt so much, I promise. Cause I have you..and you have me.

You’re my home
And together we share this love for us
To be happy and free
You’re my home
And together we’ll strive to make this world
A better place to be

She’s decided….this is the one…her kaya toast. Her angel…the one she was looking for when she lost herself in the ornamental gap at the stairs. The one, who was beside her when she was alone when everybody had left…the one who held her when she cried at night. Who will always love her no matter what.

For you and me.

-Lea Salonga, You’re My Home -

And she said, “Yes” She could finally breathe and let herself fly. Him. Her.

You’re home JB..you’re home.