I remember you, but I can't seem to remember to forget

[fabulousjon4]

When you're in love it comes out of you
you paint the world with it, wherever you go
the brush never dries up
and you convince yourself that it never will

You drag it behind you like a trail of bread crumbs
back to a feeling or a place
coating your landmarks with the warmth of the flame you have burning inside

You never mean to put the brush down
but one day you realize it isn't following you
You return to the places you painted
to sit down next to your former self

You can feel your growth and evolution
but you can't help but miss the painting process
and the excitement of using a new color
It's hard to believe that you will find a new color someday
but we all need to believe that we will

Perhaps its time to let your scenery paint you for a while
new scenery of course
but maybe there is a new shade to leave in familiar places

and there is nothing wrong with missing your old colors
as long as you don't paint in them anymore
Happy Valentine's Day