[8-16-2011]

i'm open to loving. show me something interesting and i'll stop at nearly nothing towards discovery. i enjoy the journey. smiles keep me going and tears help me feel alive.
and then we reach stability.
typically false. and we're both always aware but we pretend because we have loads of hope that we
are
balanced.
but something has to give and we break into pieces. and i will miss you or you will miss me. things won't be okay until i get distracted.
and the journey begins again.
and i love to travel.
so i can't accept, nor understand, why anyone could stay so hidden away from the great aspects of love. loving is good. even when you hate it, you know your heart is pumping the purest of blood. you know you have a soul. you are the epitome of passion. and even though you secretly are anticipating the end, you oh so sweetly pretend it will never come.
so this is why i keep trying. and will continue. even the endings can be sweet.
with every one comes a beginning.