I Know What I want

I want sunshine. And sometimes I want it to rain just so I can go dance in the puddles. I want to play “olden day girls” again with my best friends. And I want to build forts and make mud pies. I want to go back to my last semester in art school, when I was in love with a boy and just let it be that… love with a boy. I want to lay on the west lawn at Flagler College and soak up the sun with no responsibilities but painting. I want to be in love with someone who loves me back. I want the man who loves me to be strong enough to be my man. I want to be strong enough to not need a man. I want all my checks to bring themselves to the post office. I want to hang glide over the grand canyon and ski the alps. I want to write a happy song like my mother has been asking me for the past 8 years just so she will be happy. I want the hair under my arms to stop growing. I want to live on the edge of a small town with a piano on the front porch and four half broke horses that love me. Sometimes I just want to cry. And then I want anyone to see and not ask me why, but hug me till I stop.

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