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Almost 4 am Musings
Aug 15 3:47 am
I am too busy falling in love with
words
journeys
thoughts
to make falling in love with
people
a priority
but what tends to happen
where things change
is when I find some of the
words
journeys
and thoughts
I've fallen in love with
in some people
I come across
and I think
well
some of the little things
that made me fall in love with life
have come alive in someone
so naturally
with all the curiosity I normally have for those
words
journeys
and thoughts
I try to discover the words that made up that person. the words that haunt him and the words that make him feel most at ease.
I try to understand the journeys they've made to become who they are; u-turns, bumps, missed exits, moments of being lost and all. Along with the journeys they hope to make to get to the ultimate destination, if they've got one.
I try to find out about all the thoughts they get in the middle of the night, plans they draw out, the expectations and the dreams they drown in every night. The ones that make it hard for them to breathe and the ones that keep them holding on.
It's all a huge quest to me
a journey of discovery
and even though I trip up
and bruise my knees
and feel my chest tighten
and look up at the stars for
guidance
Every minute spent on it I've found something to keep to remind me of everything I've learned along the way.
The countless scrapbooks of photos and cutouts of people that've changed and places that've perished in my memories.
The sleepless nights spent trying to know more about them, about myself, about the world, about everything.
And the ones regretting the nights spent hurting myself for trying to know more about them, about myself, about the world, about everything.
Everything;
the good and the bad
the happiness and the hurt
the dreams and the nightmares
the sleepless nights and the
weekend sleep-ins
the new songs and the old
ones that my head still has
the lyrics to memorized.
Everything makes it worth it
And everything is why I haven't given up on falling in love with
words
journeys
and thoughts
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