It's funny how easily a course can change. One minute down a road, the next in a field of grass. And though you thought the course you had set yourself upon, was the one that will bring an end to this madness, it turns out that you find a new way. One that takes you to such a different place you are unsure of what move you must take.
Though I can never find my way, I continue going. And I'll let my hang slip into yours because there's no where else I'd rather it be.
Because sometimes the closet friend, becomes the one who ends at sorrows. that brings you up and let you cleanse away the pain and hurt you have been forced through.
The one that reappears constantly to check up on your well being.
I want you to take a moment to see how beautiful you are to me. And how different you are but how magnificent that makes you.
Nothing is a straight road. You travel in all which ways in just one standing. And sometimes you find someone to guide the way.
