I know you think that I shouldn’t still love you
I’ll tell you that
But if I didn’t say it
Well, I’d still have felt it
Where’s the sense in that?
I promise I’m not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be
I know I left too much mess
And destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble
I understand if you can’t talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of “It’s over”
Then I’m sure that that makes sense
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be
And when we meet
As I’m sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I’ll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I’ve moved on
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be
I will go down with this ship
And I won’t put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I’m in love and always will be.
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun
Or fester like a sore-
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over-
Like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
Langston Hughes
Your love is extravagant.
Your friendship – so intimate.
I find I’m moving to the rhythms of your grace,
Your fragrance is intoxicating
in our secret place
No greater love have I ever know,
You consider me a friend.
Capture my heart again.
Your love is extravagant.
Your friendship – so intimate.
Capture my heart again.
I so desperately wish that something that was would mean something, something I’ve yet to say would move someone, or something I’m doing will help someone out, even if in the smallest way.
I haven’t been this excited about work since my second day of working there. I spent the majority of the day learning spanish (it really is amazing how much you can pick up with a little bit of help, and even remember!) I had a few good hopeful things to learn about. Finally, however, there’s nothing like a five-year-old’s ear to listen and a hug to make things seem at least a little bit better. I have a feeling I might still enjoy this summer.