A trickle,
A small twinge made its way down her back.
How subtle it was...but from something so huge.
A feeling, one of insecurity and fear.
Vulnerable and weak and young was she.
Totally in the hands of her own emotions.
A scary thought, one that reminded her that she wasn't as independent as she thought.
Jarred into the realization that she was human and could be moved by the slightest things...
A chilled wind against her arm,
The touch of a loved one,
A touching line in a movie, The nervousness and insecurity of knowing that she DOESN'T know what the next minute is going to bring or what is just around the corner.
Monday, October 15, 2007
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