I’ll be hitting a pause in this blog for a couple of days. My mythical pet giraffe demands that I stop blathering here and focus on offline things, like writing, catching up with old friends and meeting new people. Plus, saving the world, one coffee cup at a time. It also said maybe I should lay off on social media for a bit, while I’m at it. I can probably give up Snapchat and Instagram, but Twitter? TWITTER? How dare you, mythical pet giraffe. Twitter is, like, my very own playground. I get a lot of entertainment and brain food there. IT’S SACRED.
Now let’s switch the channel. Turn the knob once, twice, thrice, and we arrive here:
Maybe two is better than one
But there’s so much time to figure out the rest of my life
And you’ve already got me coming undone
I don’t know what it is about him, exactly. Words don’t do justice when it comes to him. Maybe that’s why I can’t be clearer or more coherent about it. All I know is that whatever it is that he has going on, it’s the good kind. Good enough to make me feel better about myself. Good enough to make me see some of the things in life differently. Good enough to make me see that broken hearts don’t always mean the end. Good enough to see the good in him. THANK YOU.
Take my hand, let’s see where we wake up tomorrow
Best laid plans sometimes are just a one night stand
I’ll be damned, Cupid’s demanding back his arrow
It’s too bad I had the timing wrong. Or maybe I didn’t know. Maybe I never knew what to do with you, until it was too late. All right, Cupid, here’s your arrow. You wanted it back, right? Go on. Consider it relinquished.