Heartstrings

Imperfections. Those are the ties which bind us. The cracks which we try to cover with both of our hands on top of the other. A history full of laughter and at times tears but always sincerity without trepidation. Oh my we have lived.

There must be some truth in the fables. Because even after all these years, it still feels almost youthful when we are both clearly adults now.

I don't understand it, she can't explain it. But then again if it aint' broke..why try and fix it?

I don't envy the world anymore. I feel like I am on top of the world. I even want to whole world to feel what I do. Then maybe we'd stop shooting each other.

But for now I just want to say, I am so grateful ...it actually hurts.