Sometimes people lie and it just really hurts to know that you are so in the dark.
Sometimes you hear a song on the radio and it takes your breath away with the memories.
Sometimes you know that things can't stay the way they are, no matter how hard you fight to hold on to the past.
Sometimes, things hurt so much you can't bear it.
But sometimes, you find a pair of monkey slippers on your pillow after a horrible day, and you know you are loved.
And that, sometimes, is all that really matters.
6 comments:
Oh dear, this sounds bad. But the slippers and the pillow and the love sound good.
Sometimes you have to remind yourself life is cyclical and after a streak of bad is surely to come a streak of good.
I'm not liking the sound of this, monkey slippers excepted.
I am sorry that you were lied to. It sounds like something really hit you in the gut. Glad you have cozy slippers of love.
good god what happened? the monkey slippers of love are an awesome thing...but really the other stuff sucks balls. except the hearing a song that takes your breath away. i like that. frankly, any song that moves me (happy or sad) makes me think there is good in the world. i still can't listen to don't take the girl (and i'm not a country listener) w/out bawling. damn song.
Sorry things are hard. I'm glad you're loved, though. :)
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