Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Spoken understood and unwritten

It does not matter how we arrived here. What matters is that we did. And it happened on a song. We were not going to, but then it all changed. But that is not the surprising thing.

What is, is that it happened on a song. Literally. And figuratively of course. But literally.

And it happened not once but twice.

Too much to take? Maybe.

* * *

Sometimes, you just have to let go of yourself. If you don’t, it won’t happen. And you will never know. What you need to know. What you need to feel. What you need to do.

Release your inhibitions.


10 comments:

educatedunemployed said...

But don't be stupid or sell your soul.

Aradhita said...

But it took you so long. Sooo very long...

Darius said...

Glad to see you're back -

shooting star said...

after so long.......nyways, welcome back.

Deez said...

ìf only it was a bit easier to let go....



nice to c u posting after long.

Prerona said...

was reading this and applying it to something which i am almost sure is miles from what u were thinking

like the term "happened on a song" ... those are the most dangerous kinds of happenings :)

Nice to see you back. Take care and keep posting

second_wind said...

No photographs posted for a long time??

shooting star said...

and letting go seems to be hardest part......

Anonymous said...

"happened on a song"? Lovely :)

Anonymous said...

I find you again one year later and your words are just as beautiful. dawn :-) surewoman.com