to be in your arms..
I walked into work before the sun had hit the tops of the trees only to be greeted by my girl who wrapped her arms around my legs and told me she missed me and that she got those bites playing in the woods with her imigination. I said I would turn her into a princess and she smiled and ran to get the dress with the pearls. I play all day at work and go home to play some more. We pick flowers and laugh and eat the best meals and i feel safe. i feel welcomed and i feel pretty. We get our hands dirty, just like i wanted, and then we smile. and no, you're not going anywhere. none of you.
an old song thats playing reminds me of the time when everything was perfectly on key. as the notes struck, the lights flashed and so did my thoughts. I like remembering times like that when i wasn't thinking about anyone, just everything. It makes me feel like it will be okay when everyone is gone and it is just me. Because at least it's something. And i guess that's enough.
an old song thats playing reminds me of the time when everything was perfectly on key. as the notes struck, the lights flashed and so did my thoughts. I like remembering times like that when i wasn't thinking about anyone, just everything. It makes me feel like it will be okay when everyone is gone and it is just me. Because at least it's something. And i guess that's enough.