wildflower

This is my story; the story of how I lost myself in my marriage, cheated on my husband and learned to love myself again. My story is full of love, grief, passion, confusion, hate, depression, fear, loneliness, hope and probably every other emotion under the sun. May someone stumble upon this, learn from my mistakes and find hope.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Rain.

I know this sounds so lame...but for so long I have locked myself in a very tall tower...not letting any single person in. It's scary climbing down and finding someone that is worth climbing down for. I am not one to put myself out there. I've learned to be content being alone...probably too content. A guy would come along and maybe I would be interested for 3 seconds...then I would find something wrong that I didn't want to deal with..so back I went into my tower. I don't know how to really expain it. However, I like Ian. A lot. I can't help it. Oh him. He is just..wow. I just can't even explain with words...I can't stop smiling. Sometimes I wish people could just see inside my head because at times I have a really hard time explaining things. Anyway, this song by Brooke Fraser...yup...it definitely reminds me of Ian...definitely how I feel :)

The Thief

Your eyes are full
Full of the future of us
The air changes as you look across
At me in that wondering way

It is as if
I knew you before we spoke
Do our hearts know something we don't?
Conspiring, converging without giving us any say

You, sing me to sleep
Talk down my walls
Look through my windows as I wait
You could be the thief
I give the key to

You're ruining me
With secrets and gestures and looks
With sonnets from second-hand books
Playing the chords in me nobody knew how to play

It fits in your hand like water in rain
It unlocks our two different selves
And shows we are the same
Rather than wait `til I put me out for the taking
You're breaking
You're breaking
You're breaking into my heart
And I'm letting you


Your will Lord. Not mine.

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