Thursday, October 1, 2009

5w 6d song

Will I ever stop being afraid? The image is burned in my mind -- crouching on the bathroom floor saying over and over again, "Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me." Will the day come that I'll be crying, "Don't do this to me again."? Being back on that floor is my greatest fear.

Will God let you come this far just to take you away? I'll never stop wondering how much time we have left together, never take for granted the gift you are.

I cried listening to this Billie Holiday song, "The Very Thought of You." My dear baby, you're in everything I see and everything I do. I feel you growing inside me, and when I think of you I'm floating. Together we are simple, warm, lovely. Like a smile.

This is our song.
The very thought of you
And I forget to do
Those little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do

I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a queen
And foolish though it may seem
To me, that's everything

The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
'Til I'm near to you

I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love

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