21 June 2008 2:38 AM
The coffee is cold
Stray.
That's what everything seems to be doing these days. You grasp it one, twice and then it slips because you were careless and you can only sit and wonder where you went wrong. We were taught to learn but to never dwell on our mistakes because when we dwell we do not move on, and when we stand still we do not progress.
I had a friend who pat me on the back when I cried to sleep because he knew with that I would wake up with dried tears and renewed strength. But of the many mistakes in life how many can you really get up, let go and move on like it was nothing but just an obstacle?
Sometimes I miss the times when my words did not matter and that a simple smile would make everything alright.
Stray.
That's what everything seems to be doing these days. You grasp it one, twice and then it slips because you were careless and you can only sit and wonder where you went wrong. We were taught to learn but to never dwell on our mistakes because when we dwell we do not move on, and when we stand still we do not progress.
I had a friend who pat me on the back when I cried to sleep because he knew with that I would wake up with dried tears and renewed strength. But of the many mistakes in life how many can you really get up, let go and move on like it was nothing but just an obstacle?
Sometimes I miss the times when my words did not matter and that a simple smile would make everything alright.
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