January 2, 2013

• Some nights, I don’t know anymore

  

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  That’s where they get you, thinking you got a choice. Love finds you, son. You don’t find love. It’s got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, what’s written in the stars, & a lot to do with the simple fact that most women are smarter than we are. & wily. But if you want to believe that you had a choice in the matter, I’d say you made a good one.

  

  Don’t give up, okay? I know you’ve been hurt, I know how it feels. Believe me, I do. But the feeling will pass. The tears will stop falling. Your heart will heal itself.

  

  Love is about danger, always. Love jumps off cliffs, love is irrational. It keeps you alive and it destroys you. The search for love provides nourishment for your artistic soul. I’m afraid that as soon as you really find love, there won’t be anything left to write songs about.

  

  I’ve been running around for the past two months with absolutely no direction. I didn’t know what I wanted or needed. And to be completely honest, I’m scared to feel this way the rest of my whole life.

  

   

  We didn’t talk about anything heavy or light. We were just there, together. And that was enough.

  

  The worst thing you can do is let your head second guess your heart.

  

  You don’t make my heart beat faster; you keep it at a perfect rhythm. You don’t give me butterflies, you settle my stomach. And when we kiss, there aren’t fireworks, just peace and calm. I love you for that.

  

  You shouldn’t have to sacrifice who you are just because somebody else has a problem with it.

  

  Time is ticking away. Yes you’re young, but the years fly by and soon you’ll be wondering what would have happened if you would have spoken what was inside your heart.

  

  Sweetheart, I understand that your heart is broken. You’re sad. I get it, but don’t let that stop you from living your life. Get out of bed every morning. Do your makeup. Smile. Get through the day. And whenever you don’t feel up to it, just look at the boy who did this to you. Do you think he cried himself to sleep last night? Probably not. As a matter of fact, I’ll be you that he’s doing fine. So the next time you wake up and you feel to miserable to even open up your eyes, do it anyway. Babygirl, live your life, in spite of him.

  

  At some point you will realize that you have done too much for someone, that the only next possible step to do is to stop. Leave them alone. Walk away. It’s not like you’re giving up, and it’s not like you shouldn’t try. It’s just that you have to draw the line of determination from desperation. What is truly yours will eventually be yours, and what is not, no matter how hard you try, will never be.

  

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