Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer--both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams. ↗
For thousands of years, you human beings have been throwing in everything as you come across--hopes, dreams, wishes that never came true. Irresponsible waste management if you ask me. ↗
Okay, we didn’t work, and all
memories to tell you the truth aren’t good.
But sometimes there were good times.
Love was good. I loved your crooked sleep beside me and never dreamed afraid.
.
There should be stars for great wars
like ours.
~Sandra Cisneros ↗