Well as I am typing this, it is flurring outside my window. It's one of those days that makes you
reflect about your life. And everything you have ever wished you did. On the eve of Valentine's
day, I sit here writing about my life, my love, and everything that I care about.
There are the moments in your life, when you realize that you don't know where you're going next.
Floating down the hallway, and you wonder what your life has added up to. Its the time of year,
when you remember its measured in love. It dosen't matter how many people fall for you, it
dosen't matter how many records you've shattered, or how good your grades are. It takes some
people their entire lives to figure that out, it takes some people like me, something like Valentine's
Day to remind me.
Love is a very strange thing. Scientists say that its a chemical reaction, and that it is nothing other
than basic chemistry hardwired into our systems. Then again, I always thought they came up with
that after they were rejected the very first time they ever asked something out. Measuring your life in love isn't just a song from RENT, its something that when you really think about it, you know it to be true too.
Tomorrow, I tiredly wake up, and I'll move on. Not because I want to, because I have to. Maybe its
just the valentine day blues, or its just life as a teenager. I'll just never know....
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