I know...

I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here

And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?

And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you

Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away

I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

Feels like...

bawling....

I heard tonight that, if you have heard the saying the eyes are the windows to the soul, then crying in like window washing. And similar to when you wash the windows of your house or your car it makes things clearer and easier to see. Well then cry makes the mind clearer and put things into perspective and therefore should be a ritual. It's good to have a good cry every once in a while.

I just feel so over whelmed... I don't know what to do or where to start.

So many things are due, the semester is almost over (THANK GOD!!) but everything is snowballing here at the end and it sucks... big time....

I have gotten myself back into something. And I couldn't be happier... I just wish everybody else would see it that way too... Most of them just think I am crazy... Therefore I am keeping it under wraps. My lips are sealed.. at least for now.

You would think that they would just want what would make me happy and not worry about their own convictions or opinions. If they don't see that I am happy and that this is the best thing for me then obviously they don't want whats in my best interest... I get that they care but they should also take into consideration that it is my life and I have thought things through. I am not completely following my heart.. My head is very much involved on this one.

I just feel like so much is piled on top of my head that I am going to loose balance and fall. Hopefully someone will be there to catch me???

I'm scared... Terrified more or less (mostly more)... I don't want to hurt... Or cry.. Or die (figuratively)... I want my happy ending too...

I'm trusting you with my heart, please don't break it, it's fragile.