Life seems to happen so fast. One week things are one way, and the next week they’re completely different. So much can happen, and so much does. The person I didn’t think much of talking to, I now long to hear a word from. The feelings I ignored before, I now have trouble resisting. Yet it’s only been a week. One week.
“It doesn’t mean anything / Without You here with me / And I can try to justify / But I still need you here with me” (‘Here With Me’ by Plumb)
She holds my hand, and this fairy tale continues. She asked what was on my mind, and I let her into the maze. Where are we going, and what will we become? I don’t know, but I like it. The challenges lie ahead, and I want to face them.
“There’s no telling WHAT that young fellow will do!” (If I Ran The Zoo by Dr. Seuss)