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9.09.2005
For some reason, the desire to write is flowing through me on this early morning. I'm not really sure what I want to write about but just writing relieves a weight on my shoulders.
An unbreakable silence
sings into the black.
But I grabbed it up,
struggling with the sack.
Its notes sifted sweetly
brewing hopes and fear.
If only, by chance,
I might keep it near.
Yet, despite my protests,
deafness slipped out.
Then, the silence left,
replaced by a shout.
Care Bear @ 1:07 AM | comment
cmharrison@mckendree.edu
It's amazing how one person can change the way you look at life and love. Before Josh, I was a tease, in constant search of my next victim. I flirted with almost every guy, and I was good at what I did. No man was safe when I turned the charm on. Only, I didn't always know I was doing it. The flirting just came naturally to me. Then, I saw a man that was the exact specimen for my game. Josh was quiet and shy, which posed a problem, but the chase has always been the best part of the game. So I went for it. At first, I met a wall of resistance; whether because of his shyness or feelings of inadequacy, I didn't know, but his wall made me want him even more. One day, I decided to go in for the kill. I asked him on a date, and to my surprise, he said yes. After the first three dates, we were inseperable, and the rest is history. Never before have I been able to commit because I feared that I would miss out on something or someone. Yet, now I know...Josh is the man I am going to marry. For the first time in my life, I have no doubt or fear of committment. On the contrary, I am eagerly waiting the day he bends on one knee and makes the emotion we have in our hearts visible.
Care Bear @ 12:50 AM | comment
cmharrison@mckendree.edu
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