It is supposed to heal the pain

It is supposed to stop in that special moment

It is supposed to pass slowly on boring days

It is supposed to pass fast when you are having fun

Time

It is everywhere, it cannot physically be stopped, it cannot physically go faster, and it always seems to slow down when you want it not to. It can’t be reversed or turned back, whatever has happened in the past is just that….the past. Why is it so hard to move forward when all the time you look back at what might have been.

I look back at the past, I see all the fun times, all the hard times, all the crazy times, and I also see the painful times. They are all milestones in our life of time. We live this world, second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour, and day by day. I am sure we wish we could all go back to one moment in time, make it stand still and enjoy every breath. Whether it was a first kiss, the birth of a child, or that special time with a friend. Whatever it is….we just move on from it, not realizing how cherished it should have been.

I leave you tonight with lyrics. They are Sugarland ‘Keep You’ and they speak volumes. I feel like this these days, and I can’t control it, I want it to stop. I am told to take a break….what type of break do you take from the one thing that keeps you going. I don’t know…here ya go, enjoy the words….

We said goodbye. Tried her hand at magic.

But we couldn’t make us disappear.

Not a day goes by I don’t wish I had you.

So run away, I’m glad you’re still here.

It’s a bitter sweet victory.

Lovin’ the ghost in front of me.

Now I can’t laugh, can’t cry.

And I can’t run, can’t hide.

What do I gotta do?

What do I gotta do to keep you?

What do I gotta do to keep you from doing this to me?

I wrote a couple of notes.

One in love, one in anger.

They’re lying there dying in the dresser drawer.

Lived louder than my voice. Struggled through a stranger.

He loved me until I loved you even more.

It’s a bitter sweet victory.

Lovin’ someone else who wanted me.

Now I can’t laugh, can’t cry.

And I can’t run, can’t hide.

You get used to the pain, and numb to the sting

Till you can’t feel anything.

You tried to explain, but I couldn’t hear it.

As if your words were my tears.

Flowing freely, warm and quiet.

From the edges of my eyes and my ears.

Then all that disappears.

Now I can’t laugh, can’t cry.

And I can’t run, can’t hide.

Now I can’t laugh, can’t cry.

And I can’t run, can’t hide.

What do I gotta do?

What do I gotta do to keep you?

What do I gotta do to keep you from doing this to me?

Hugs and Kisses,

Kitty