The spring comes slow.
There is not much to it anymore.
Catch a breeze.
Catch a vice.
Let me see what's inside you
Open up, let's go for a ride.
Diamonds and hearts,
open and sided.
Along for a thrill,
along for a lifetime.
Your style,
your bended knee.
Sleep amoung the wild,
tricks and shine
come so easily.
I wanted to provoke you
A whisper going deep and sinking slow.
I read recently it's blogger tradition for the 100 post to be 100 things about yourself post. I did not know this. No one informed.
2 comments:
In order to cut the tie that binds, you must realize that you, or the person on the other end of the rope, are no longer the same people. Time has a way of changing us all, and it is not always for the better. We should not abandon our friends. The question is really, " Are they still my friend?". Sometimes we want to make it better for someone, only to discover that they themselves don't care if it's better. Simply put, You care. They don't. Rest easy in knowing that you were a good friend for a long time. We can't save people from themselves, especially when they are thier own worst enemy.
Thanks Mam :)
It's been hard dealing with this! You always make sense to me. She hasn't been the same person for many years now. I've put up with her 'bad' behaviour because I always feel that it's the right thing to do. I think you said it best the other day .. I want to help her more than she wants to help herself.
I have to grow a pair in the morning and tell them they have to leave. Wish me luck! <3
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