Nine Months...
more than I had thought
every day, day and night
turning over piece by piece
I'm new, I'm old, I'm different
not what I expected
more than I had dreamt
different than the fairytales
better than the rest
you and me, me and you, I and we and us
I know more of you, I want to know more
fuel on the fire
intoxicated
sobering
fighting, smiling, crying, fully engaged
learning, trying, failing
I have loved you, love you still, can I love you more? Can I be more? Can we be more? Is there more?
You are new, you're old, you're different...how much different than before?
how much different still to be.
every day, day and night
turning over piece by piece
I'm new, I'm old, I'm different
not what I expected
more than I had dreamt
different than the fairytales
better than the rest
you and me, me and you, I and we and us
I know more of you, I want to know more
fuel on the fire
intoxicated
sobering
fighting, smiling, crying, fully engaged
learning, trying, failing
I have loved you, love you still, can I love you more? Can I be more? Can we be more? Is there more?
You are new, you're old, you're different...how much different than before?
how much different still to be.
posted by Coco at 1:07 PM
2 Comments:
Thanks for posting this. I love you too!
Okay, so this has nothing to do with your post but I wanted to let you know I have started a blog www.melsredsix.blogspot.com. Cheers Girl!
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