I wonder, does anyone else ever wake up and ask the question, will today be a good day for people in love? I guess that the people in love don't really count, I mean, all they really need to ask is, "Will today be a good day for me?" But what about the rest of us poor sods. I'm not sure that we're all sad or lonely or other depressing adjectives that make me want to cry, but do we wonder?
I do.
My neighbour's in love at the moment. She says it hurts. She says that it's the most excruciatingly beautiful pain she's ever felt and I wouldn't trade the whole world to be her at the moment. I've been there and I don't want to feel like that again for a very long time. I've still got the last two boys' fingerprints bruised into my heart if we're going to get poetic about it and I'm slowly teaching myself a sense of normality again. It's going to have to take someone amazing for me to want to throw that all away.
Still, I do wonder. And I hope too. Hoping it was a good day for them gives me hope too.
Stars to the cyberworld because I've got nothing else to give (*****).
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