Here one moment...
Time is such a fleeting thing, here one moment and gone the next. We must treasure the moment because you never know when it'll fly by...
Another wasted day. Gone in a flash. I have come to the sad realization that I will never have a "normal" relationship. If the past was any indication work in its many forms will always come first. Such as is were. Things to do, places to go. Money and time to be spent but not on enjoyment. Simply spent, on to the next. Here and there no music no life just things to do. I know not to compare but the "child" screams ""it" got it all". And then I am forced to pause because... "it" did, get it all that is.
"It" got her in the sun
"It" got her in the moonlight
"It" got her attention
"It" touched her soul
"It" was part of all her life while I am shut away
Here or there "it" was a part...
And that's what scares the "child". That "it" had parts of time I never will. The summer is now a part of the year I dread with all I am. For will "it" be a part of her life again where I cannot? It's a sad state of affairs when part of your year is pasted already and now the clock ticks ever forward to it, wasting the time now, ruining the moment because all we have now is the moment and it's being wasted with work and money. "It" had all the fun with no work, now all I have is all the work and no fun. Relegated to meek fleeting moments in the dark. And I think this is where the "child" and I agree (as rare is that is), that "it" garnished something I never will have, that "it" was blessed with all of the time. And now that season has passed, for there is no more fun to be had. All that's left is the work. Perhaps that is why the "child" despises "it", for that part of my goddess's life is over and with all the fun and merriment that goes with it. All that's left is the cold hard work, ever churning and growing. Sure there will be moments but now those moments will be few and far between. If the current situation is any indication it seems the "child" is correct sadly.
But all I can do is soldier on. Try as I might to make the best of 7-2 off suit. For there still is no doubt in my mind this is the right path for both of us, the one I was destined to be on. And there is more happiness here then I ever could have imagined , it's just disheartening to know that there is no fun in the sun left, no days of melancholy and relaxation. Simply cloudy days shut in nose to the proverbial grind stone of projects and so called "improvements". I take comfort in the fact I will not be alone for this work, for my goddess is kind and any moment spent with her is gloriously wonderful. With her embrace I can do anything, even grow up and put these childish fantasies of fun freedom to bed. For I have been waiting all my life for her my goddess, and I don't intend to waste any more time regardless of the circumstances. This is my path and I must walk it and for the first time in my life I am looking forward to it.
Another wasted day. Gone in a flash. I have come to the sad realization that I will never have a "normal" relationship. If the past was any indication work in its many forms will always come first. Such as is were. Things to do, places to go. Money and time to be spent but not on enjoyment. Simply spent, on to the next. Here and there no music no life just things to do. I know not to compare but the "child" screams ""it" got it all". And then I am forced to pause because... "it" did, get it all that is.
"It" got her in the sun
"It" got her in the moonlight
"It" got her attention
"It" touched her soul
"It" was part of all her life while I am shut away
Here or there "it" was a part...
And that's what scares the "child". That "it" had parts of time I never will. The summer is now a part of the year I dread with all I am. For will "it" be a part of her life again where I cannot? It's a sad state of affairs when part of your year is pasted already and now the clock ticks ever forward to it, wasting the time now, ruining the moment because all we have now is the moment and it's being wasted with work and money. "It" had all the fun with no work, now all I have is all the work and no fun. Relegated to meek fleeting moments in the dark. And I think this is where the "child" and I agree (as rare is that is), that "it" garnished something I never will have, that "it" was blessed with all of the time. And now that season has passed, for there is no more fun to be had. All that's left is the work. Perhaps that is why the "child" despises "it", for that part of my goddess's life is over and with all the fun and merriment that goes with it. All that's left is the cold hard work, ever churning and growing. Sure there will be moments but now those moments will be few and far between. If the current situation is any indication it seems the "child" is correct sadly.
But all I can do is soldier on. Try as I might to make the best of 7-2 off suit. For there still is no doubt in my mind this is the right path for both of us, the one I was destined to be on. And there is more happiness here then I ever could have imagined , it's just disheartening to know that there is no fun in the sun left, no days of melancholy and relaxation. Simply cloudy days shut in nose to the proverbial grind stone of projects and so called "improvements". I take comfort in the fact I will not be alone for this work, for my goddess is kind and any moment spent with her is gloriously wonderful. With her embrace I can do anything, even grow up and put these childish fantasies of fun freedom to bed. For I have been waiting all my life for her my goddess, and I don't intend to waste any more time regardless of the circumstances. This is my path and I must walk it and for the first time in my life I am looking forward to it.
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