There comes a time when you saw what you thought were someones true colors and at all you saw was a beautiful rainbow...then you stopped letting your heart and feelings decieve you and you found in the end that the ture colors were all black and grey. My eyes are not clouded and I am in search of a real rainbow. There at the end of it will be my pot of Gold. I am patient and will find the real thing. From patience comes great strength and self respect. To jump from rainbow to rainbow is a sign of great weakness and insecurity.
Posted on: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 14:37:40 +0000