Castles in the Air
I like to build castles in the air.
It’s mostly a silent affair without any fanfare. I don’t need anyone telling me it’s a waste of energy or staring at me with their eyes full of pity. Maybe it’s an act of folly and they can call me crazy but I like to think that it could also be a case of jealousy because they don’t know how to build castles in the air like me.
These castles I build, they are made from the ruins of the walls you tore down. Like a knife, you sliced through my defense mechanisms, laying bare my insecurities and fears. I waited with bated breath for you to walk away because who would want to get their hands dirty and deal with this wreckage anyway?
But you stayed.
And showed me that what I thought was damaged can be salvaged.
So I started to build castles in the air with these broken pieces of mine. They may not be the most beautiful out there but they are strong. They can hold the promise of forever long enough to make me smile when things go wrong. They can hold a future where every day ends with us coming home to each other and every night ends with us falling asleep in each other’s arms.
Years ago, I built a castle in the sand for my mum. She never got to see it because the waves came to claim it was theirs. Now I am older and a little bit wiser (at least I would like to believe that is the case). So, before reality comes knocking on the doors and tells me these castles were never mine, I want to let you know.
Can you see these castles in the air?
I built them for you and me.
It’s mostly a silent affair without any fanfare. I don’t need anyone telling me it’s a waste of energy or staring at me with their eyes full of pity. Maybe it’s an act of folly and they can call me crazy but I like to think that it could also be a case of jealousy because they don’t know how to build castles in the air like me.
These castles I build, they are made from the ruins of the walls you tore down. Like a knife, you sliced through my defense mechanisms, laying bare my insecurities and fears. I waited with bated breath for you to walk away because who would want to get their hands dirty and deal with this wreckage anyway?
But you stayed.
And showed me that what I thought was damaged can be salvaged.
So I started to build castles in the air with these broken pieces of mine. They may not be the most beautiful out there but they are strong. They can hold the promise of forever long enough to make me smile when things go wrong. They can hold a future where every day ends with us coming home to each other and every night ends with us falling asleep in each other’s arms.
Years ago, I built a castle in the sand for my mum. She never got to see it because the waves came to claim it was theirs. Now I am older and a little bit wiser (at least I would like to believe that is the case). So, before reality comes knocking on the doors and tells me these castles were never mine, I want to let you know.
Can you see these castles in the air?
I built them for you and me.
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