I sat earlier on my comfy couch in my living room. Looking out the sliding glass doors, past the crystal blue pool and red barn to the open sky above the sad tree. I sat there a long time, staring. I tried to mull over the past few days, dealing with my relationship and the upcoming events of school beginning. Everything seemed to be rushing at me all at once. I couldn't stop and freeze time, even though I so badly wish I could. I would love to deal with one problem at a time, so at the end of the night when I'm laying in bed I wouldn't be staring at the ceiling allowing all my fears to wash over me leaving me wide awake. Every fear, every thought usually crashes over me like a tidal wave of nervousness. In the end I'll be up for hours tossing and turning as the night drags on. I'll end up waking the next morning sore and exhausted wishing that all these issues would cease to exist; to finally have some peace.
For every tear there's a smile.
For every fight there's a laugh.
For every break there's a moment.
And
For every enemy there's a love.
