Miragehedgehog

...I'm just away until the end of the month.

Not looking forward to the inbox I'll find when I get back -_-

You left me a note on your pillow to say you'd gone to see how far you can run
Your hats and shoes litter the halls
It's impossible to go shopping with you because you need to pick everything up and see how heavy it is
Constantly challenging people you know you can never beat
You say you love colours but you always dress in black
Your crap music's playing full blast until you see I've come home
Yet you can sit in silence and contentedly dream for hours and hours
Running again as if you can't stand still
You say if I can catch you I can have you forever
One day you'll let me catch you, but I'll only be able to when you decide I'm the one you want forever
It's torture just to look at you, but you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen
It wouldn't surprise me if the pair of wings you're making out of paper let you fly
When we walk along in silence you're always thinking, and suddenly you laugh
You're thinking of me
You're always laughing at me like the pain in the arse you are
Every evening you watch the sky changing colour
When you tell me all my faults it doesn't hurt because you're kissing me
Once you've finished your food, you eat what's left of mine, so how do you stay so small?
To sort out the lumps in the duvet you climb into the covers and get lost in the vast expanse
I have to come and save you from the dark
Striding like a lion during the day, asking me to hold you during the night
Last night you said to me that when your wings are finished you'll train every day so you can carry me with you wherever you go
I was hungry so you didn't eat my food, but instead went hungry yourself
You turn off the music because you know I hate it
Then you came back from running as far as you could
Saying you could have run forever, but you missed me and turned around
And then you let me catch you for the first time
So now you're mine forever and you'll never let me go
You'll never let me fall
You'll never leave me behind
You'll never let me stop loving you

Have you ever wondered about the life of a bug? So short, so without reason. Let me tell you, inform you of what I have seen, in this world so vast and fraught with danger.
You thought your world was a nightmare, or you must have at least once.
To me the world is vast and never ending.
What lies beyond the almighty mountain that you call a stupid stone, I could not know. In a world such as this, how can one like me be seen, never mind heard?
Heard, heard. Have you ever heard the words cried by a bug?
It's surely not possible. Who ever heard of a bug's cry?
Only the mute could understand, what it means to not be able to talk, communicate, reason or even scream! I can't reason with you so I'm silenced. I can't scream at you to stop so you carry on.
If a bug could cry out, people would think twice about swatting them in annoyance, or even for fun.
People sweep me aside because I'm just a speck of dirt in their eyes. I'm a part of what they're cleaning up.
Nobody would ever have thought of our own thoughts. We are of course, due to our minute size, unfeeling, unthinking.
We are not even real beings.
The life of a bug could be a few months, a few weeks, days, a few hours.
Sometimes we'll survive long enough to be devoured by our own kind. Oh how unfortunate we are, those of us who live to die another day!
Others of us have been blessed with the gift of flight.
But we'd never be seen as a beautiful bird, elegant and swift.
No, we fly too fast. I bet you couldn't fly that fast and navigate yourself through the open window.
Whither should I fly, anyway? How would I know where to go in such a great world?
Life is a constant struggle.
And when we're dead and gone nobody will remember our fleeting life. Nobody reads a prayer for a bug. I may have died flying into a person's eye, so they remember how I caused them inconvenience. How dare that bug die in my eye?!
Remember my apparent wrong doings, like the wrongness of being born as a bug. I haven't even been seen up until now, but I'm sorry for causing you pain.
Love and kisses from a bug xxx

Oh dearest England. Though you may be severely lacking in public toilets, I shall cling to you for as long as I possibly can.

I'll bring back some pretty pictures!
See you in a week or so.