Monday
When a man walks into a room, he brings his whole life with him. He has a
million reasons for being anywhere - just ask him. If you listen he'll tell
you how he got there, how he forgot where he was going and then he woke up.
If you listen, he'll tell you about the time he thought he was an angel and
dreamed of being perfect. And then he'll smile with wisdom, content that he
realized the world isn't perfect. We're flawed because we want so much more.
We're ruined because we get these things and wish for what we had.
She's a sweet girl, and she wants me to know her but.. I already do. People
tell you who they are but we ignore it, because we want them to be who we
want them to be. "To be continued" - I bet she was thinking on that line all
night. I like sleeping alone, stretching out like a skydiver.
I should appreciate it more.
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