sometimes i lay on the floor and let The last time he saw Dorie by Copeland play on repeat inside my head. then i'll sit up and continue to sip chocolate milk through a colored straw and hum the familiar tune some more. after singing the few short lines a dozen times or so some pretty hard core thinking goes on upstairs in that silly little head of mine. i do some realizing. some coming to terms. a little ah-ha goes on and i simply state. everything is okay with a little ah and a little wonder in my quite voice. i'm all alone when this happens so nobody looks at me like i'm crazy when i begin talking to myself. the cats all just casually glance and think nothing of my chaotic state of mind.
my fingers are painted red. you know, for the holiday tomorrow. love day. never been a big fan of calling it singles awareness day. because thats only reinstating the obvious and rubbing it in even harder than usual. man, doesn't that feel good? but in all honesty i don't mind too much. because someday it'll be different but today its like this so we may as well love it right?
Live, live, live because you love, love, love
And love will make you give, give, give
And love will make you give, give, give
thats what its all about guys. its about living and loving and giving.
thats why i love this time of year so much. its all about loving. loving not only others but yourself . loving who you are and who you are becoming.
sometimes mondays are hard. harder than the other days of the week. because we're back to the beginning. and starting all over is hard. and its scary too. but there comes a point when you just have to. you have to get out of bed. you have to get ready. you have to move on and you have to start living life again. and odds are you'll probably get hurt. odds are your heart will be broken and you'll barely make it to the end of the weekend. but odds are it'll be worth it. because it always is. and by then end of the week she was a wreck but so was he. so the world turned. and they all kept flouting on. thats the way it goes. oh, do you see what i see?
hey little girl in the steve madden boots
don't count yourself out yet.
you have no idea what's ahead of you.
you just don't see it yet.
it'll be worth it. worth it all.
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