Sometimes it just seems like it wouldn’t be so bad to have someone that you can count on. I was watching this movie and this couple was sitting in the back of a cab. He looked at her and smiled. She looked back glaringly. He kissed her cheek and bashfully smiled. She stared still unsure. He looked away and smiled gleefully through the dirty window. She reached over and took his hand and as their fingers crossed a feeling came across me: hope.
Man there is just something about that…Such a simple set of gestures that mean so much more than the sum of their parts. I suppose it is just about knowing that someone is there you. Someone that is special, special in the sense that they are different from all others. Someone that when you are apart you can think of and it moves you in a way no other can. A gentle feeling. It comes and it goes and where it stops no one knows.
Yep. I am officially lonely. I am cool with being alone but I don’t think I am cool with standing here holding my hand out waiting for someone to take it…It is all good because although I’m not lying I’ve given up on trying so theres no need for all the crying…
Balance…That is what I am after this week…God where is all of this running going to lead me to? Where the hell am I going anyway? I guess it just doesn’t matter. Here, there, everywhere. Together or alone we will all get there one way or another. I am just happy that I had the chance to experience a feeling or two in the process.