wishing on a star
It’s one of those nights when I would love to be lying on a hillside all wrapped up in big woolies watching the night sky for the comets that are due to skim across like pebbles on a lake. I would love to be laid there with you, held tight, to believe for a few short hours that things are all good . I would love to feel carefree, just for a while, free from worry and heartache. The pkastic smile on my face is beginning to hurt. The hidden tears scald the back of my eyes. The fear of the future has me gripped so tightly I can barely breath.
How I would love to be laid on a hillside, watching the night sky …….