Tuesday, April 27, 2010

CHANGE


It can be good and it can be bad, or it can be indifferent. Sometimes it's really great, like a great opportunity, or something that's really needed to happen. Indifferent, feels like it could have happened or not, but either way the thing is, is that nothing really happened because of it. But bad...it doesn't always mean it goes along with the negative connotation of the word bad. It could just mean that it brings out sad emotions or emotions that upset you rather than overjoy you. it's not necessarily a "BAD" change...just something more people probably wished didn't have to happen, or wish hadn't happened. Sometimes people change who they are and it seems like a great thing so you're really happy but somewhere along the way they lose who they used to be to you. That's when it's sad, because in their great change, you're the one who lost, and there's not a damn thing you can or even would do about it, because you realize even though you lost a little, they and other people gained a lot. That's irreplaceable. Someone who would give up everything they knew and loved about you, or what seems like everything, for the benefit of you and the other people you associate yourself with currently and for the millions of people you will in the future. Those people....they're the people to be, because eventually they will meet someone who they will reap the benefits of because someone loved someone enough to do what they did for someone else. Those people are so lucky, and most of the time they never even know that their friend wasn't some cruel person...they just loved them enough to let them grow.

yes


Oh
I'm a wandering soul
I'm still walking the line that leads me home
alone
All I know
I still got mountain to climb
on my own
on my own

Do you love me enough to let me go?
to let me follow through
to let me fall for you
Do you love me enough to let me go?

Back from the dead of winter
back from the dead and all our leaves are dry
you’re so beautiful, tonight

back from the dead we went through
back from the dead and both our tongues are tied
you look beautiful tonight

but every seed dies before it grows

breathe it in
and let it go
every breath you take is not your to own
it's not your to hold
Do you love me enough to let me go?
-switchfoot

Saturday, April 24, 2010





Found out my best friend died today. He died alone, next to a freezer. I have no idea how long he's been dead or whether it was painful. It terrifies me. Remember how I said something big was on its way…that I had a feeling about something? Well, I never thought it would turn out like this. I didn't need to lose my best friend. Not now, when everything is so close to being over. I didn't even get to say goodbye. He was my very best friend...there wasn't a single secret between us. He was my savior 100% of the time and I don't know if he even ever knew that. If he understood the amounts of times that he saved me after a bad break up (which there are few of, but they were deadly) and the amounts of times I would wonder what to do and he would be there for me...like he had a sixth sense as to when I was feeling bad. He never told a soul my secrets and he was forever letting me know how much he loved me. He was my favorite body to sleep next to, my favorite snuggle buddy; the warmest in the winter and the friendliest to wake up to all year round. I'd going to miss the way he was always a gentleman and always knocked before entering, and how I could leave the door open just a tad every night so he could sneak in and sleep with me so I'd never have to sleep alone. This was my best friend. May he rest in peace for he lived a long life and I was truly blessed to have his touch mine. I will always love you.

I love you my little orange tiger man.