It's like I'm sitting on a wall. On one side is a seemingly endless chasm, but in front of me lies a field of flowers in full bloom. If I were to let the wind carry me where it willed then surely I would tumble backwards. But instead of being a leaf in the breeze, I am trying to make it to that meadow. To the place where roses grow without thorns. To a place where I am never left forgotten, or to be ignored. Somewhere over that rainbow there, where people actually give a care. Where he is, always there for me, to comfort me and keep me warm.
That is where I want to be.
First,
ReplyDeleteThis is a very pretty post... And very lyrical... :)
Second, you are vaguely a jerk-face for looking at my blog...
But it's okay. :P
First,
ReplyDeletethank you(:
Second,
I just thought I'd drop by to give you some love. I only read Day 10 if that's any consolation to you. :P