janellnicole...

4.05.2006

giglio della valle che salta nella brezza

when we were much younger, we made up our own language, code words, things that would help us to keep everyone from knowing what was actually going on in our lives. for every word we wrote to eachother, 3 or 4 words would cover it up. only we could understand what the other was thinking. sometimes we didn't even have to talk to know. then we grew up. moved away. had babies [or rather took care of the babies of others, or just others for that matter]. lost ourselves in the process.

2 Comments:

At 7:19 AM, Blogger janell nicole said...

i miss my kimmie jo

 
At 11:09 AM, Blogger ...barely breathing... said...

Nella....I miss you too!

 

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