Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Something different

Not that I think this is really good so I must share it with you all, but I have been sitting here typing this out and listening to some Mindy Smith songs, just kind of chillin' out for the night, or rather the early morning, since it is almost 3am now...and thought instead of just shoving it away or forcing a good friend to read it, like most things I write, I'd just go ahead and put it on here. What the heck, right?! When I read this tomorrow when it's a decent hour of the day, I'm sure I'll think this is crap! Why did I put it on here for everyone to read?! But, oh well, that's a chance I'm willing to take!

My eyes are sometimes blurry. My head is sometimes fuzzy,
But my heart although weak and tired never gives up
My hands sometimes let go even when I’m still holding on. My memory sometimes remains in a dream-like trance
But my heart although fast and hurting never says no
My fingers sometimes shake. My ears sometimes don’t hear.
But my heart although irregular and distant is still open wide for you

I don’t always know what I am capable of in this world but I am always sure of how I feel about you. I want you to have that confidence in us; you want me to have that confidence in myself. I can only do one or the other and what I know about us is so much stronger than what I have ever known of who I am.

Your heart although intense sometimes caves in
But your eyes are steadfast. Your head is clear.
Your heart although kind sometimes rejects what is close.
But your grip is strong. Your reality is certain.
Your heart although seeking sometimes closes doors when I’m knocking to come in
But your fingers are familiar. Your ears hear every word.

I don’t always know what I am capable of in this world but I am always sure of how I feel about you. I want you to have that confidence in us; you want me to have that confidence in myself. I can only do one or the other and what I know about us is so much stronger than what I have ever known of who I am.

I want you to help me when I am too proud to ask and support me when I am too vulnerable to know the difference. I want to help you see who you truly are and for you to help me forget who I can truly be.

My heart needs your heart. Please let me give you mine so I can have yours….
So I can have yours

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