You can see it through my chest.
Said I'm terrified but I'm not leaving
I know that I must pass this test...
So, just pull the trigger" BOOM!
My heart, blown to pieces. Love lost and time wasted, 5 words that described almost all of my relationships, flings, and/or infatuations. So the end result has gotten me to the point where when I meet a new person, I have to ask myself, "to play or not to play?" and a lot of times, I opt out.
I am a firm believer in love and romance, so my optimism is secretly hidden behind this wall that I have placed up. A wall that I have built, piece by piece which is comprised of my heartache and tears. Behind this wall is a dying garden. The grass is brown, the trees have no leaves and the weeds have taken over and in the middle of all this, is a blooming, pink rose. That is my optimism, that is my hope. I know one day I will meet my better half. Unfortunately, it is going to take a lot longer because I just don't want to "play". When I do play, I always end up staring at the barrel of of a smoking gun. I don't know how to "play", all I know how to do is put all my cards out on the table. Why shouldn't it? Apparently, that isn't the way to go about things. What you see is what you get, isn't that what it is supposed to be? Whatever the case may be, I will not change for anyone. So if that means I am going to have to continue to nurture this pretty little pink rose a mist this dying garden, I will. Until my wall comes down to let in some sunlight and rain to nurture my dying garden, I will continue to play.... Maybe this time, I won't have to pull the trigger....
Til the next time,
Peaches Jones
I am a firm believer in love and romance, so my optimism is secretly hidden behind this wall that I have placed up. A wall that I have built, piece by piece which is comprised of my heartache and tears. Behind this wall is a dying garden. The grass is brown, the trees have no leaves and the weeds have taken over and in the middle of all this, is a blooming, pink rose. That is my optimism, that is my hope. I know one day I will meet my better half. Unfortunately, it is going to take a lot longer because I just don't want to "play". When I do play, I always end up staring at the barrel of of a smoking gun. I don't know how to "play", all I know how to do is put all my cards out on the table. Why shouldn't it? Apparently, that isn't the way to go about things. What you see is what you get, isn't that what it is supposed to be? Whatever the case may be, I will not change for anyone. So if that means I am going to have to continue to nurture this pretty little pink rose a mist this dying garden, I will. Until my wall comes down to let in some sunlight and rain to nurture my dying garden, I will continue to play.... Maybe this time, I won't have to pull the trigger....
Til the next time,
Peaches Jones
