this morning while driving, my mind wandered.
why do i grow my nails out just so i can chew them down on my morning commute?
who thought to put jam on a peanut butter sandwich – and do they get royalties for such a combo?
where have all the cowboys gone?
why can’t my heart fall?
and then it hits.me.
i once loved the idea of l o v e – the romantic kind.
my heart used to skip beats and fall to the floor just from thinking of a boy
(a specific one at certain times)
now my heart is desensitized. and why?
why don’t you skip beats anymore?
you are lacking, but you are oh-so-happy.
and that is ok…because i, too, am happy.
i just hope that when the time is nigh
[[because we know you are guarded now]]
you will not fail…
you will fall…
helplessly and hopelessly…
because that will be ok, too.