Looking over the porch railing, I see a leaf;
being battered and beaten by the wind, yet somehow
surviving. And I can't help being reminded of you
and that determination to be who you are. Maybe I don't know
exactly who you are today.righthere.rightnow.
It's possible I wont know tomorrow. But, I want
to be like you, like that leaf. I want to withstand
the constant beatings life throws my way, to land softy,
graceful, on safer ground.
Looking out over the world, I see a tree;
bending to avoid the gail that whips through its
branches. And I can't help but think of you and the
constant shocks you seem to absorb. Maybe I don't know
exactly who i am today.righthere.rightnow. It's more than
probable that I wont know tomorrow. But I know I
want to be like you, like that tree. I want to bend
with the breeze of life, to never break. I want to
grow to be everything that you are, that you seem to be.
It's amazing how a boy like you could affect a girl like me.
When I get lost in my tiny corner of the
universe, I think of you and the way you manage
to lift the corners of my paper smile. And even though
you're breaking up[down] inside, I want you to know;
you're who I want to be.
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For Kyleberg
I want to be as sure about who I am as he is..or at least parts of who I am.
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This is lovely
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Thank you sweetie



