Kind of a rambling late-night side note with not much purpose.
I feel as though it's too typical to list "beauty" as something that I love because of what it initially implies. Does that mean that I don't love ugly? No, because really... it's all beautiful to me.
Everything about this world holds so much beauty and I'm aching to see it all, learn it all, feel it all, every sight, sense, bright light, fleeting moment, and it hurts when I can't. I'd rather go through heartbreak a thousand times than never feel anything at all. The point is that I'm feeling. I'm in love with the world.
I marvel at the uniqueness of every individual I come across, and whether they love me back or decide to hate me, I'm amazed at every facet that makes them up. I feel lucky that they're in my life, however fleeting... the feelings I have are often lost in translation with my words, but I'm a work in progress.
A couple of Rilo Kiley lyrics that won't leave my head right now... from "Absence of God" and about people I don't know but wish I had.
And Rob says you love, love, love, and then you die...
And Morgan says, maybe love won't let you down
All of your failures are training grounds
And just as your back's turned you'll be surprised she says
As your solitude subsides
And I say there's trouble
When everything is fine
The need to destroy things
Creeps up on me every time
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