please don't read this

someone call the boys in white, we got a keeper here

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Maybe

The smallest things at the beginning can be greatly magnified over time. Things that you never even gave a second thought to can later on take over your whole life.
I don't know why she's here, what her purpose is. Or even what mine is. Maybe she has a gift for me, or I a gift for her; I wish I knew. One last moment or maybe a moment that is one of a kind. Maybe we can live again like one time before. Whatever it is, I don't want to waste it. I hope I can be strong enough when the time arrives.

As long as there is a breath in his body a man can change. Maybe it's time to change. After all these years maybe it's time to take a new direction and grow. Maybe that's the gift that I still fail to see.