‎because If I Hadn't Been So Afraid

This Was Not A Spurr-of-the-moment Decision. Do Not Take Me For Granted... Again.

No One Knows For Certain How Much Impact They Have On The Lives Of Other People. Oftentimes, We Have No Clue. Yet We Push It Just The Same.

Because When You're Posed, You Know Someone's Watching. You Put On Your Very Best Smile. You Let Your Sweetest Personality Shine.

That’s What I Love About Poetry. The More Abstract, The Better. The Stuff Were Your Not Sure What The Poets Talking About. You May Have An Idea, But You Cant Be Sure. Not A Hundred Percent. Each Word, Specifically Chosen, Could Have A Million Different Meanings. Is It A Stand-in ―a Symbol For Another Idea? Does It Fit Into A Larger, More Hidden, Metaphor? ...i Hated Poetry Until Someone Showed Me How To Appreciate It. He Told Me To See Poetry As A Puzzle. Its Up To The Reader To Decipher The Code, Or The Words, Based On Everything They Know About Life And Emotions.

And Concentrating On The Spot Where The Two Spindles Should Be Is The Closest I Get To Looking Hannah's Eyes As She Tells My Story.