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I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why
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She really should have been here.
I remember thinking that when I went to the Weiss family plot back in the day. I was twenty years old and just overwhelmed by the whole experience. I just sat at Houdini’s grave for a good three hours…doing nothing. The sun was on my face and I was dressed in black, but I didn’t get hot. I was warm, comfortable, almost sleepy. I was that comfortable, that content.
I left flowers for Houdini, and his whole family…I visited each grave in turn, and it was really almost a religious experience for me. That might sound kind of crazy, but how else can you explain the things I felt? There was just so much emotion, so much love there. Cecilia and Mayer Samuel were the man and woman who made Houdini great, his siblings were his compatriots, his charges…
…and Bess wasn’t there.
I was disappointed I didn’t get to see her grave, but before I left?translation: when Bela and Boney dragged me off kicking and screaming, just in case you two losers are reading this I was just overwhelmed by that. She wasn’t there, wasn’t allowed to be buried there, and thinking about it brought tears to my eyes.
It almost hurt.
She really should have been here. That’s what I remember thinking, and it’s true. She should have been there. Houdini loved his wife, almost as much as his magic. Kinda sad, but I understand it now: nothing can ever make you give up that first mistress.
Still, Bess came close, and that says a lot about the kind of woman she was, about the way her husband loved her. They set aside a plot for her, and she should have been able to use it.
She really should have been there.
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 301
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why
She really should have been here.
I remember thinking that when I went to the Weiss family plot back in the day. I was twenty years old and just overwhelmed by the whole experience. I just sat at Houdini’s grave for a good three hours…doing nothing. The sun was on my face and I was dressed in black, but I didn’t get hot. I was warm, comfortable, almost sleepy. I was that comfortable, that content.
I left flowers for Houdini, and his whole family…I visited each grave in turn, and it was really almost a religious experience for me. That might sound kind of crazy, but how else can you explain the things I felt? There was just so much emotion, so much love there. Cecilia and Mayer Samuel were the man and woman who made Houdini great, his siblings were his compatriots, his charges…
…and Bess wasn’t there.
I was disappointed I didn’t get to see her grave, but before I left?
It almost hurt.
She really should have been here. That’s what I remember thinking, and it’s true. She should have been there. Houdini loved his wife, almost as much as his magic. Kinda sad, but I understand it now: nothing can ever make you give up that first mistress.
Still, Bess came close, and that says a lot about the kind of woman she was, about the way her husband loved her. They set aside a plot for her, and she should have been able to use it.
She really should have been there.
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 301