April 2011
11 posts
The thing about happiness is that it comes in waves. Some of the waves are small some big, some days the sea is still. Sometimes the waves are so strong you get sucked in and pulled under and you come up gasping for breath. All I know is, I wouldn’t mind drowning in this.
There are moments. When the words are at the tip of your tongue. There are so many things I wish I could say. I hope for the words to slip out and then the moment passes and it’s too late. So you sit and think about what might have happened if you’d had the courage to let the words come. But you swallow the thought for now and keep going until the next moment.
