Iโd cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. Iโd write love poems to the parts of yourself you canโt stand. Iโd stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you Iโm not afraid of your dark.
Andrea GibsonLast night I saw your ghost pedalling a bicycle with a basket towards a moon as full as my heavy head and I wanted nothing more than to be sitting in that basket like ET with my glowing heart glowing right through my chest and my glowing finger pointing in the direction of our home.
Andrea GibsonI am living today as someone I had not yet become yesterday and tonight I will borrow only pieces of who I am today to carry with me to tomorrow.
Andrea Gibson