katherinesometimes
Our hearts were ablaze once...mine still is. I wonder why yours burned out so long ago...was it ever really on fire? Or did it simply stand close to mine to feel the heat until it became to warm for comfort? I wonder.
I was splashing in puddles and saying it was good for the soul. You had to question everything and have a logical explanation even for the whimsical things in life. I'm hoping I can change that in you, or not really change, but help you to just feel and be in the moment instead of analyzing it.
I wish I could control my temper. I wish I could hold my tongue. I wish I could feign the right amount of happiness when you tell me these things I hate to hear. I wish your heart wasn't so far away. I wish we could go back to 2010 and start all over again and maybe we wouldn't screw up so much and maybe we'd still be happy and maybe I wouldn't feel this way. Right now. About you.
Have you ever wondered what the contents of someone's trunk say about them as a person? Mine is filled with drawing and painting supplies, books, clothes and papers. After you dig through all that, you may be able to find the spare tire.