PARASITE

(escapril day 10- parasitic)

I think of the way we so often grab on to people or things so parasitically. Unapologetically. Selfishly. Killing what we love most, ever so softly and slowly. For me, it was the dream. Latched onto it with so much riding on it that if it died, I must surely die too. It might've flourished if I had given it air. And time. For all I know, it could be a whole garden by now, rows of blush springtime flowers in full blossom. But I wanted it too badly, and the time was not right. And I cried and begged it to stay, and wept as it breathed its last breath and slipped away, out of reach, my fingers still grasping for what I knew I had already lost.

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I missed posting a few days on the blog, but here is day 10 (one day late). This one took me a long time. When I first heard the prompt, I thought it was really interesting, but found myself sitting for nearly an hour before coming up with something concrete. It didn't go where I thought it would, which I think is for the best in this case. Soon, I hope to write something that talks a little bit about me and my journey as a writer, as well as the things that inspire me. It will probably be after escapril, but its something to look forward to.