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Sep 26, 2010 05:48

the longer I live, the more people drift in and out of my life.
the more people drift in and out of my life, the clearer it becomes who I can count on to be there for me.
the clearer it becomes that I'm the only player on a one-man team, the sadder I become.
the sadder I become, the stiffer my lip gets.

On mornings like this I feel weathered. I feel weary when I think of all the people I've loved and lost; the ones I've left and the ones who've left me. I accept that I'm the only person who is consistently there for me, and who has my interests at heart. The people I've met along the way have influenced me in a lot of ways, for better or for worse. They have been great comforts and fun distractions. But at the end of the day the only friend I have is myself.
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