the only thing more earthshattering than a broken heart is learning to fall in love again. it's not like riding a bicycle. you don't just jump back on the seat and take off down the street. there's a hesitancy, doubt, and lingering images of despair that stay with you. but at the same time you feel free and unhurried. it's more like standing on a cliff, i guess, and I'm not that big on heights. I'm afraid of heights only because the ground is kinda hard. I'm afraid to try new things, even when I'm doing them. love is alot like that. it can kick you in the ass and it can hold you in it's arms. both at the same time. love scares the shit out of me because it has such variable definitions. being in love with someone doesn't scare me as much. i believe in fairy tales and white horses and little picket fences with gardens. i believe in love. i believe that heartaches can stop your world as much as falling in love can. each takes away and adds something to who you are. the hardest part is figuring out which one you are really doing.
maybe all you need is that hand on your back as you take off the street totally sure of which direction to take
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