Before I die, I want to be somebodyโs favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.
Andrea Gibson..when a war ends, what does that look like exactly? do the cells in the body stop detonating themselves? does the orphanage stop screaming for its mother? when the sand in the desert has been melted down to glass and our reflection is not something we can stand to look at does the white flag make for a perfect blindfold? yesterday i was told a story about this little girl in Iraq, six-years-old, who cannot fall asleep because when she does she dreams of nothing but the day she watched her dog eat her neighbor's corpse. if you told her war is over do you think she can sleep?
Andrea GibsonIโm never gonna wait that extra twenty minutes to text you back, and Iโm never gonna play hard to get when I know your life has been hard enough already. When we all know everyoneโs life has been hard enough already itโs hard to watch the game we make of love, like everyoneโs playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get out without a broken heart. Just to be clear I donโt want to get out without a broken heart. I intend to leave this life so shattered thereโs gonna have to be a thousand separate heavens for all of my flying parts.
Andrea GibsonI have never met a heavy heart that wasnโt a phone booth with a red cape inside Some people will never understand the kind of superpower it takes for some people to just walk outside Some days I know my smile looks like the gutter of a falling house But my hands are always holding tight to the ripchord of believing
Andrea Gibson