If She Does Not Become A Writer, It Will Be A Crime!

This girl is just seventeen. The way she can use words just stuns me.

This moving business has got me thinking again. No surprise.

So, here’s me… Hoping almost desperately (but not quite) that the promise of never seeing me again after my departure sparks this insatiable urgency within you. One so powerful that it causes your heart to rupture and spill over into the rushing rivers of my veins. One so determined that it inspires a movement within your soul. The kind of movement that expels only adoration and genuinity. Here’s me… Sitting, typing, thinking, musing, reading… Because I hope you’ll realize what you’re losing.

I could barely comprehend what I was reading at that age, and here she is doing this!

That’s why she’s in my blogroll.

Previously in this blog:
Ooh.
And Yet She Does It Twice!
Thrice!