I Was The Life And She Was

I'm Never Overwhelmed Or Under It Either; Just Nicely Whelmed. I'm Ok. Nothing Spectacular But Sometimes Special. I Look In The Mirror And See This Medium Average Person. A Little Tired, A Little Sad, But Not Falling Apart.

Maybe Love Is Thinking That Every Time Your Partner Does Or Says Something Mundane That You Want To Start A Mexican Wave From Here To Uzbekistan In Utter Delight.

You Deserve Someone Who Loves You With Every Single Beat Of His Heart, Someone Who Thinks About You Constantly, Someone Who Spends Every Minute Of Every Day Just Wondering What You’re Doing, Where You Are, Who You’re With, And If You’re Ok. You Need Someone Who Can Help You Reach Your Dreams And Protect You From Your Fears. You Need Someone Who Will Treat You With Respect, Love Every Part Of You, Especially Your Flaws. You Should Be With Someone Who Could Make You Happy, Really Happy, Dancing On Air Happy.

You Never Forget About Things You've Done That You Know You Shouldn't Have Done. They Hang Around Your Mind, Linger Like A Thief Casing A Joint For A Future Job. You See Them There, Dramatically Lurking Nearby In Striped Monochrome, Leaping Behind Postboxes As Soon As Your Head Whips Around To Confront Them. Or It's A Familiar Face In A Crowd That You Glimpse But Then Lose Sight Of. An Annoying Where's Wally? Forever Locked Away And Hidden In Every Thought In Your Conscience. The Bad Thing That You Did, Always There To Let You Know.

Your Heart Can Break At Any Age.