youtube/watch?v=MRsKO4K7rLw Time is so much more precious than I had ever imagined, so much more significant than it pays. It took me too much of it to figure it out, too much loss to see what I was keeping. We can be so violent in our confusion, so destructive in our hurt, so lost in our pain that we lose sight of who is standing right in front of us. 4 years ago I walked away from a girl I profoundly loved in the streets of New York. She was standing right in front of me never to be seen again and I didnt get a good look; I remember her strawberry dress but I cant see her eyes. Everything inside me was screaming to reach out, to hold her, to kiss her, to tell her I loved her more than anything I had ever known. She was right there less than a touch away and I turned around and walked into the lights of Times Square. I left her there; I left myself. We were the kind of story they write about, a romance begun in Ireland and gone with the wind in Marietta, and I turned us tragedy. I wish I could give this pain away, to run away from it, but for the first time, Im standing up to take it. Life is so much faster than wanting the hour to go by. Moments are quarks appearing and vanishing in and out of time; keep them when you notice theyre there. If you love someone, speak up, scream out. I promise, I know, holding back love hurts so much more than going all in. Go for it, run to him, run to her. Because even when theyre standing still, they will disappear. Ive been running away for years ringing the bells and whistles in this world to distract myself from the hurt I was harboring. It was 2 years later already when I was looking around Paris for her, thinking she would be around the next cafe; I entertained the nuttiest notions to repress the truth that I had lost her. Love can be a mess and Ive been dirty beyound the waves washing reach. Now, when I want to tell her she was everything, shes gone; I see now shes gone, that it was only her ghost I was chasing. If you love someone, tonight hold them close, tell them how vital they are to your heart still beating. Smother their face with obnoxious kisses, smile when they say something stupid, stare in their eyes if you can, call them up and listen to their voice if you cant. Time is precious beyound what we can comprehend. In all the dark universe, you found another human being to fill the empty space left for love. That needs to be fought to be held onto no matter how futile. I see it now; I see it now.
Posted on: Wed, 29 Oct 2014 13:15:34 +0000