I woke up this morning to the smell of beautiful girl
and wondered why it had taken me so long to figure this one out
. A year apart from that much of my heart made me someone else
, someone who didn't care
. Trying to live without her
was like trying to build a snowman
out of slush
; all the required assets
were there, but it just wasn't going to happen in any meaningful way. It's been less than a week and already we're speaking in assumptions
This is a very good thing for me.
"One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be,
And what you were when you were then was what was wrong for me. But what you are now, the who you are who you've become now is what is going my way.
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me.
I think it's turning back around, and I think I like it.
I think it's turning back around, though I don't know why it is.
I think it's turning back on me, everything's easy.
I think it's turning back on me, everything's free...
and powerless and that's damn fine
with me. I'm falling loose and open, but I'm smiling.
Goddamn, she feels like home