the beating of the heart
I had surgery on my foot and noe it always hurts ten times more than it ever did. I was reckless with one boy who could have potentially ruined my life, and now I have the boy of my dreams who I know I will be with until the end of eternity.
It makes no sense and there are fews lines we can draw between the tangents, Somethings you know you know one moment in your life and then the next you have no idea what is real, what is true. When do you cease to dream and begin to live because life seems to be a huge nightmare or a beautiful dream.
What is life? We can't even concieve, we try to put perameters on it to define it and understand it.
But to belife rushing trough your veins and just flowing through your soul, never ceasing, the pulsing sensations that drive ua and keep our hearts beating.
2004-10-17 | 11:59 a.m.