Emily Rae Robles

the paradoxymoron

Flash Fiction: Insecurity

I have never seen the depth of your eyes, but I know their visions.  I have never felt the pulse of your heart, but I know its dreams.  I have never rested my head on your shoulder, but I know it is always there for me.

You have taught me the beauty that lies in uncertainty.  Your imperfections are what make you perfect. In the light that is your smile, the shadows that surround you are diminished into nothing.

When you doubt that your tears are of salt and blood, I bleed for you to know that pain is growth, love is heartbreak, and fear will never be your master. The words I sing to you are limited in comparison to the song you sing every day, just by living.



April 11, 2011 - Posted by | flash fiction, writings

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