I’ve had my moments, and they’ve had theirs too. My struggles. I have seen these things happen before. If this new experience could morph into one of the moments that I’ve had yet to experience, then by all means. The night always seems endless, an hour, another, and then a third - it’s dark, it’s cold and it pierces. How do we prove our genuine efforts? Is now the time? Do we have to be served an ultimatum or ask for forever to bring it across? These words I have, they were once lonely. There are things in me that I despair over, and there are the things I tell myself to make myself feel okay. I refuse to be the industry standard. I want to stand for more. This love will act as a spark and be a campfire for everything that wants to come against or between. I will not let it.
These are the safest and most dangerous days of our lives. We will argue and we will give in, we will love and we will hurt, we will make such crazy efforts we never knew we could just for that one person and we will be crushed so tender and deep by such simple words we never knew could ever amount to the extent of heart wrenching pain.
Cheap thrills lie in wait to grab and throw us into a world of childish laughter and they are everywhere. Well, what are you going to make of it?
You think I don’t know, but I do know. Right now and right here is where I want to stay and be happy, even if it means that I am blinded by pure happiness. The future will take care of itself, and the past is what has already been spent or wasted away, it doesn’t matter anymore.