Save Her

…she would like it very much to live in a printed world. Where everything is written out, where Fate is written out. Where a little girl, whose heart is lost, must only move through the magic in the letters. Where she can define her own character and is not forced into a mould of someone else’s ideas. She would like it very much to be written into a family’s Sunday supper, with good food set on the neatly pressed table cloth. She would like to hug her mother and father goodnight, and crawl between the covers of her little bed. She would like to sleep soundly at night, and not wake from a tremor, gasping for breath. She wants to be loved…