I'm not good at withdrawing. Whether that be my heart, my mouth, my mind, words...whatever. I just can't do it. It's a blessing and a curse.
I can't do things half-heartedly. My mind starts to wander. I start to dream. I start to think what if. I tend to make things complicated. I can relax, sure. But in the midst of that I tend to run wildly. I can't just take my heart out of something, and allow things to "happen" without digesting them and contemplating the meaning. That's the way I am, I'm sorry.
You see, while I live my life day by day I also know that time is unforgiving and the pages turn rather quickly. Memories come, and they fade and you are given the break of another day and then it turns to night. I wait for the sun to rise on each new day with a brand new hope and aspiration. It's not that I don't embrace today, it's just that I have a hope for the future. I like to ponder what could be, and what may happen. I find it exhilarating.
Things. Will. Happen.
There's really no point in these words. If there is, then you'll understand better than these words will allow. I want to say much more but honestly don't know how. You don't have to listen very hard to feel somebody's heart beat.