Life isn’t
blank eyes or dulled senses.
Life isn’t following
expectations or, “I think I’ll stay in tonight.”
Life isn’t superficial
interactions, steely eyes, hoods pulled so high over my head that you won’t
even catch a glimpse of my insecurities.
The
only part of life I’m about, are the ones where I feel alive.
The
one’s where I can feel the blood pulsing through my veins.
Life
is summer night, a barbeque in the distance, a warm breeze and enough time on
our hands that we can see sun rising and setting simultaneously
Life
is the calluses on my fingertips, gliding across the strings and bouncing up
and down the frets like they’re dancing.
Life
is those moments where it just feels--right.
Yess. You killed this post. thank you for reminding me how good life is.
ReplyDelete"Life is the calluses on my fingertips, gliding across the strings and bouncing up and down the frets like they’re dancing."
ReplyDeletelove this
"enough time on our hands that we can see sun rising and setting simultaneously"
ReplyDeletelove it
hoods pulled so high over my head that you won’t even catch a glimpse of my insecurities.
ReplyDeletethis was an awesome line!! and i loved the guitar details.
"Life is summer night, a barbeque in the distance, a warm breeze and enough time on our hands that we can see sun rising and setting simultaneously" UHHHH.
ReplyDeleteps. cool pic.