shesnoangel

i'm not quite sure what it was...the way i was above the clouds. or perhaps the way the sun seemed to be sliced in half by the horizon. it could've even been that i was that much closer to the stars. it made me feel infinite.

sitting in that window seat, i couldn't take my eyes away from the view. and the fact that i was moving hundreds of miles an hour high above the earth. i could've sworn that i heard the buzz of the stars or felt my body was becoming weightless.

there was something so lonely, yet so hopeful about it.

i captured that feeling in a little imaginary bottle and i open it up now and again. sometimes when i hear that vibration of an engine, or a certain way the air feels.

i wish there was a conventional word for this anxiety in my chest when i think about it.

my escape