"Closure has come to me, You will never belong to me"
The times they are a changin'....
I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason. People are brought in and out of you life when you need them. And I need... and someone is there. It's very nice to have a piece of your past to hold on to. Sometimes I seem to forget all the people and moments that went in to making me who I am, but like I said, things happen for a reason. She's back for a reason, and I'm going to go with it... I need her and she needs me. It's been that way since I was seven. I forgot what we meant to each other. It's very comforting to have someone to talk about my mom with, and she knows exactly what I'm saying, not only because she lost her mom, my second mom, but because she was there. She knew how much she means, and I know how much her mom means. And together, we can put the pieces that somehow get lost in the back of our hearts together.
I miss the way things used to be. It was so simple. We were so simple. Give us beenie weenies and mac and cheese.... we were set for a week. All we needed was each other, and that's the way life is suposed to be. Simple.
I am notorious for complicating things, thinking too much, reasoning with myself for answers. If I could just let things settle, sit for a while, and watch my world unfold, I might be a bit better off. I'm going to make it, I always do. All that's left to take care of is the waiting. Sometimes we wait for the end result so much, we often miss the life inbetween. Because isnt that what it's all about anyway? What happens between point A and point B? The ending is no good if you didn't catch all the details.
So here it is, a summary in written form of my details. From the family dramatics, the the teenage angst, here I stand. Waiting.... Waiting on him, on her, for you, for life, for money, for tears, for answers, for smiles, for events, for love, and for the ending.
I am a firm believer that things happen for a reason. People are brought in and out of you life when you need them. And I need... and someone is there. It's very nice to have a piece of your past to hold on to. Sometimes I seem to forget all the people and moments that went in to making me who I am, but like I said, things happen for a reason. She's back for a reason, and I'm going to go with it... I need her and she needs me. It's been that way since I was seven. I forgot what we meant to each other. It's very comforting to have someone to talk about my mom with, and she knows exactly what I'm saying, not only because she lost her mom, my second mom, but because she was there. She knew how much she means, and I know how much her mom means. And together, we can put the pieces that somehow get lost in the back of our hearts together.
I miss the way things used to be. It was so simple. We were so simple. Give us beenie weenies and mac and cheese.... we were set for a week. All we needed was each other, and that's the way life is suposed to be. Simple.
I am notorious for complicating things, thinking too much, reasoning with myself for answers. If I could just let things settle, sit for a while, and watch my world unfold, I might be a bit better off. I'm going to make it, I always do. All that's left to take care of is the waiting. Sometimes we wait for the end result so much, we often miss the life inbetween. Because isnt that what it's all about anyway? What happens between point A and point B? The ending is no good if you didn't catch all the details.
So here it is, a summary in written form of my details. From the family dramatics, the the teenage angst, here I stand. Waiting.... Waiting on him, on her, for you, for life, for money, for tears, for answers, for smiles, for events, for love, and for the ending.