It is utterly incomprehensible to me the affect that one single person can have on your life. We go along, meandering though our existence, and then ‘they’ are there. They change things, maybe the way you look at things, or the way you feel about things, but they change you. Inside. Your life swivels this way and that, as they become your sun, your center. Or maybe, they are just there when you need them. When you are sad and need some positive reinforcement and encouragement. But still, your life is changed. Forever altered by the fingerprint they have left on you. No, this doesn’t have to be someone you are romantically...
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
For the love of books...

I think I have been looking at this whole ‘being an author sucks because no one will ever say these things to me’ thing the wrong way. Yeah, I’m pretty positive that no one is ever going to chase me down and run my car off the road to profess their love to me while Angel by Aerosmith plays in the background but you know, that’s okay. Because at least, I have my daydreams right. And you know what? Every female character I write is me. There’s just no getting around that. And I don’t know if that’s normal or not but it is what it is for...
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Who am I to say?
Who am I to say anything? Who am I to say what I want, what I need? Who am I to say if I can live without you? Who am I? I’m just me.Who Am I to Say by HopeLove of my life, my soulmateYou're my best friendPart of me like breathingNow half of me is leftI don't know anything at allWho am I to say you love meI don't know anything at all& who am I to say you need meColor me blue I'm lost in youDon't know why I'm still waitingMany moons have come & goneDon't know why I'm still searchingDon't know anything at all& who am I to say you love meI don't know anything at all& who am I to say you need meNow you're a song...
Monday, March 8, 2010
Soul Mate

I read once that the notion of a soul mate comes from Greek mythology. “Originally humans were combined of four arms, four legs, and a single head made of two faces, but Zeus feared their power and split them all in half, condemning them to spending their lives searching for the other half to complete them.” I don’t know if I buy it. I want to. I want to feel like there is that one person who can make you feel complete and fulfilled but I just…don’t. Love is too fickle. Too many things can change over the years, over the course of your...
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