A question

So, why ?

? What ?

I didn’t find you behind the door, or the couch, the fridge or the bed.

If I was to say, ‘maybe I’m losing my mind’ I’d be wrong.

 

Because I didn’t find you in those places, means I must have disposed of you properly.

 

How come then, I can never get you out of my mind ?

Sorry I have been away

Life caught up with me this last few weeks, and things have been unusual.

 

Sometimes, when you least expect it.. nothing interesting happens.

Mistakes

What if, no one ever made mistakes.

Do you know, the only reason someone tells you you made a mistake, is cause that person is judging you against an excepted social norm. what’s to say that that norm is right or wrong… nothing.

So when you do something, as long as you do it with a passion, do it with fortitude and focus… then you never make a mistake.

mistakes are regrets we have because we compare ourselves to others who have never lived a day in our shoes.

The clouds are crying again

Oft, upon times of uncertain dwelling, wence upon we wait for others, find thoughts of unprotected precipitation casually finding its way to the earth, watched by beautiful, by the light of you.

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BoA – The Love Bug