So I sat down.
I prayed a little.
I thought a little.
I cried a little.
I drank some water.
Wiped my eyes and moved on with things.
I wish I could tell myself when it’s time to sleep.
There’s nothing wrong with enjoying beautiful things.
Some like to sleep. Some like to read late into the night without catching a wink. In a world of dreamers, both are essential.
I don’t even think about you that much
Unless I start to think at all
You can’t choose who you love.
But you also can’t.