i just want to hold you, take you by your hand
by jenibo
She wanted a dress. A dress to help her feel pretty. A dress she could wear for every occasion to feel beautiful and comfortable. She wanted her friends to love her dress. And to love it again, each time she wore it.
She wanted a pen. A pen with purple ink that flowed smoothly and freely. A pen she could use to write love letters. To write notes on Post-its and shopping lists and fake tattoos on her wrists. She wanted her words and pictures to look just as hopeful as she sometimes felt.
She wanted a pillow. A pillow of feathers. Soft but thick, and smooth and light. She wanted a pillow on which to dream. Dreams that were terrible and beautiful, and real enough to keep her. A pillow to crave when she’s sitting in the office, trying to remember how to get back.
I have a purple pen. This just made me appreciate it a little more.
Yes! Use it wisely!
I love the fake tattoos on her wrists – have you been secretly taping me?