{"id":684,"date":"2007-08-08T05:09:36","date_gmt":"2007-08-08T11:09:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/blog\/?p=130"},"modified":"2007-08-08T05:09:36","modified_gmt":"2007-08-08T11:09:36","slug":"and-this-bell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/?p=684","title":{"rendered":"And this bell&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p><em>Your name is a golden bell hung in my heart. I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name.<\/em> <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I found them. The damn quotes that have been driving me nuts for hours now&#8230; Movies I watched way too many times a few years ago&#8230; I&#8217;ve always known why. Lately though, the reasons are a little closer to home, and still so far away.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I&#8217;ll be asleep, and all the sudden there he is, that big smile. You know that smile. And I say, &#8216;Hey, Bobby &#8211; where you been?&#8217; but he won&#8217;t tell me. He just smiles and says, &#8216;Remember, Christina: I&#8217;ll always love you; I loved you the moment I saw you; I love you now; and I love you forever. There&#8217;s no goodbyes &#8211; there&#8217;s only love, Christina; only love. Then he&#8217;s gone. But he&#8217;s always happy when he goes so I know he&#8217;s got to be okay &#8211; absolutely okay.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p>I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it. One. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p>Sometimes I feel like there&#8217;s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. The moon tonight, there&#8217;s a circle around it. Sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night, wanting. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing&#8230; I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don&#8217;t know. Maybe I had my happiness. I don&#8217;t want to believe it but, there is no man, Gilly. Only that moon. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p>I told you I was a good dancer. Can I keep you? <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p>y&#8217;know, honey&#8230; this isn&#8217;t real. You know what it is? It&#8217;s St. Elmo&#8217;s Fire. Electric flashes of light that appear in dark skies out of nowhere. Sailors would guide entire journeys by it, but the joke was on them&#8230; there was no fire. There wasn&#8217;t even a St. Elmo. They made it up. They made it up because they thought they needed it to keep them going when times got tough, just like you&#8217;re making up all of this. We&#8217;re all going through this. It&#8217;s our time at the edge. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n<blockquote><p>Sometimes when you&#8217;re young, you have moments of such happiness, you think you&#8217;re living in someplace magical, like Atlantis must have been? then we grow up and our hearts break into two.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>There. Now that&#8217;s out of my system I can move on to other research or something. Sheesh.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Your name is a golden bell hung in my heart. I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name. I found them. The damn quotes that have been driving me nuts for hours now&#8230; Movies I watched way too many times a few years ago&#8230; I&#8217;ve always known why. Lately [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[321],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-684","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-cynical-bytchwytch"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/684","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=684"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/684\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=684"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=684"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=684"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}