Viva la Rebellion
Just wait a moment child
And the answers will come to you
As sure as I am
I assure you
The answers are there
And they are waiting for you
They’re right around the corner
They’re in your dreams at night
They’re in the dirt
They’re in the air
They’re in the morning light
Dear Sweet Maria,
If every famous love quote were compiled into a song, my love for you would remain unsaid. Your passion sets me off into a frenzy of incoherent jitterbugs. Your strength in the forefront of repetitive injury can only be described as the spirit of grace.
When you fall, you get back up with thrice the wisdom you had before. And even when you fall again, I have no doubt you will endure.
I am twitterpated by your beauty, not just the cover, but the book that lurks beneath. If you ever gave up on dreaming the Earth would tremble in despair.
Eternal Love,
Maria
It’s so weird to be alive. I wake up, eat, shower, get dressed, check up on the happenings of this strange world, run errands, eat, sleep, dream and wake up. The days meld together. Weeks turn into months. As I drift into the future the past seems more like a dream.
I try to make sense of it all, try to live each day unto itself. I try to dig a little deeper, try to better myself. I try to strengthen my spirit and lend a helping hand. Be a friend to my neighbor, and be grateful for what I have.
