Saturday, December 6, 2008

fix it fix it fix it.

What makes them walk away, after all these years?
These years of learning in the hard way
By the lessons from the tears
I know it's not a game
But it feels like losing when someone
You love throws you away.



I'm a very sad person today.

4 comments:

flutter said...

((you))

lu said...

Isn't it the hardest thing? Lisa, we've traveled up so many of the same narrow switchbacks my heart breaks a bit with yours, but hold fast love. One day it's the end, a door is closed and the next day it's a little easier to see some cosmic reason for it, maybe a wicked wind that would bring us harm, so slowly we gain the nerve to walk up to - it and look out, and soon we see that out there is something else. We don't know what, but we put on a, zip it fast and we go check it out.
I'm thinking maybe that wicked wind blew by?

Oh, but it still hurts, damn it.

Bastards.

lu said...

put on a windbreaker...

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

I hope it doesn't last for long.