Sometimes my ribcage just sinks back into my heart. I loose all of the air in my lungs... and I just... sink.
How can something so amazing happen to me today, and something so horrid as well? Of course the latter always happens last, so you go to bed with poor thoughts.
I suppose I should choose to have positive thoughts. But I like being sad. I feel like it is appropriate to feel sad.
I just wish that the person that made something so amazing happen to me, could be here with me now, and be sad with me.
I just have no words. None.
I always think of myself as a strong person, and that I can handle things. I like to think of myself as a fight person, and not a flight person. But the truth is, sometimes I am very weak, and the easiest things in the world hurt me. Sometimes I just want to run away. Other times I am very blunt and angrily honest. Then, I am a fight person.
I also think of myself as a leader, and not a follower. I think that a leader would need to be a fight person. But maybe the occasional flight wouldn't hurt anyone.
That reminds me of the hummingbird. Oh how I love it. I love the hummingbird so much. I have so many memories associated with hummingbirds. Let me briefly explain my top 5.
5. The time my dad and I rescued a trapped hummingbird in the bird feeder
4. As a kid, I had a LOT of imaginary friends... but only a single hummingbird.
3. The time I was able to hold a hummingbird, after my dad rescued it from a spider web.
2. I had this black stone with a gold engraved hummingbird in it. As a child, I believed it could give me magical powers.
1. The time my dad gave me a hummingbird necklace... and I broke it, so the next time he was in the area where he bought the last one, he bought me a second one. I still have it today.
I love how jumpy my ideas get.
Anyways, Goodbye.
How can something so amazing happen to me today, and something so horrid as well? Of course the latter always happens last, so you go to bed with poor thoughts.
I suppose I should choose to have positive thoughts. But I like being sad. I feel like it is appropriate to feel sad.
I just wish that the person that made something so amazing happen to me, could be here with me now, and be sad with me.
I just have no words. None.
I always think of myself as a strong person, and that I can handle things. I like to think of myself as a fight person, and not a flight person. But the truth is, sometimes I am very weak, and the easiest things in the world hurt me. Sometimes I just want to run away. Other times I am very blunt and angrily honest. Then, I am a fight person.
I also think of myself as a leader, and not a follower. I think that a leader would need to be a fight person. But maybe the occasional flight wouldn't hurt anyone.
That reminds me of the hummingbird. Oh how I love it. I love the hummingbird so much. I have so many memories associated with hummingbirds. Let me briefly explain my top 5.
5. The time my dad and I rescued a trapped hummingbird in the bird feeder
4. As a kid, I had a LOT of imaginary friends... but only a single hummingbird.
3. The time I was able to hold a hummingbird, after my dad rescued it from a spider web.
2. I had this black stone with a gold engraved hummingbird in it. As a child, I believed it could give me magical powers.
1. The time my dad gave me a hummingbird necklace... and I broke it, so the next time he was in the area where he bought the last one, he bought me a second one. I still have it today.
I love how jumpy my ideas get.
Anyways, Goodbye.
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