nothing new but all the same new again i repeat the sentences i'm going to say i repeat so many things that matter in my heart, probably because they don't matter in my head the things that never change i'll always go back to 'it'll be okay' or as stranger says 'tout sera bien' and knowing better doesn't mean feeling better i'll always go back to 'in a lifetime, what does it matter' and maybe this is the essence of me a sad positivity i like that part of me, and i know i'd never bear to lose it i recognize the lies distance doesn't make the heart grow fonder the more talk--the less walk (especially about sex)
and i've gotten past the part where the learning breaks you, the learning breaks you to build you anew
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