There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck

Wednesday, September 19

what i learned today

the last time i felt alive was when i was with you. when i hugged you goodbye, i think i knew it would be the last time i would see you. i hope i am wrong... every minute of everyday.

the last time i felt worthy was when my son laughed with me during sushi last night. he reminds me of what life really is.

the last time i realized i had talent was when i painted leaves today, even though i was rejected immediately.

the last time i felt romance was listening to a song on my ipod. and the last song i heard reminds me of randolph. its his sound.

the last time i felt like wanting to stay alive was this minute. i hope that lasts. if i keep listening to music, then I will.

no one ever knows how things will evolve... i used to pride myself on riding the waves. now, i pride myself on staying alive.

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