resentment of living in the little things, of being happy in the repercussions of a single manner one does. they are the ones neglected because just as they are the beads of happiness in our every day, they are, constant miniature of what is unrequited.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
can we meet halfway?
Do not be afraid. It is still I, the one who taught you the magic of finding Polaris using the Big Dipper, the one who showed you the sanctuary of hop juice ardor, the one who told you to smile even your nose is bleeding, the one with whom you transformed the unrelenting rain into a shower.
Pain confronts us with the realities that happiness can hide. And that, I would rather think that happiness is only seasonal.
Yet, I will wait for you until the next season comes.
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Big Dipper,
Polaris
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