Favorite Things

  • Muscle Cars
  • Martial Arts
  • Swords, knives, guns
  • Horses
  • Dogs
  • Blues and anything with Stevie Ray Vaughn
  • Urban Paranormal Mysteries and Romances

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

New Day

I suppose that sounds hopeful. I hope it means hopeful. I feel like a grenade is launched into my personal life and I wonder who is the asshole who noticed I might be happy and blew it up? Just when you think you've gotten that relationship you worked so hard for, the person's on the same page, there's the same commitment, same love........monkey wrench. And when it's the right person it's always something really stupid, an unexpected death, a health problem, or a pet's death.....and it's blown all to hell. And you're standing there with your heart bleeding in your hands (yes, I'm quoting Elton John), and wondering why? Isn't my love good enough for the hard stuff? Isn't your love for me enough for the hard stuff? Why are we finding this out now? But then we always think we're tougher, nicer, kinder, more loving than we really are, don't we. God I just wish for once someone would love me back the way I love them, and that includes 'in sickness and in health'. Love is not for cowards, or lazy people. Love is only for the tough, the brave, and the hardworking.

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