Monday, June 25, 2007

Rattling The Walls

Sometimes I hope that I don't wake up, sometimes I'm scared that I won't. It's funny how that scale works. It's like our lady of justice peeking under the blindfold. If I could keep you still long enough I'd slip a rope around your finger or maybe even a silver band.

Gave up on love when I started seeing about it in gossip rags. Almost gave up on God when I realized one day my father was gonna die. Gave up on myself too many times to count... you could trade mistakes for sheep and count me away forever at night.

Thanks for never giving up on me.... even when you truly should have.

Just try to get home before the light hits our bedroom.