As a prelude to my lay;
From a poet to a poem
I would dare to say.
For if of these fallen petals
One to you seem fair,
Love will waft it till it settles
On your hair.
And when wind and winter harden
All the loveless land,
It will whisper of the garden,
You will understand.
I am beautifully wonderful today. Christmas is almost here, time off and happy thoughts. This new year is going to be different I can feel it.
I wonder what possesses people to lie about certain things. Being no angel myself, I am not judging the act of lying, just when little white lies turn into terrible sickening lies. All to serve ones own agenda. Do people not think of the other people they offend when telling these lies. Will some people stop at nothing to make someone love them? I understand how hard it is, when you love someone and maybe its not reciprocal.
I am a huge believer in the motto "whats meant to be will work out perfectly in the end" so why to people try and change fate? If someone doesn't like you, telling them something terrible happened to you is not going to make them love you. Yes, it will give you the attention you are obviously desperately craving. Once the crisis is over that person is still not going to love you. Then do you make up and even more horrible story to get them to give you attention again? When does it end?
Anyway, my own take on things. The world according to me. Whatever you want to call it.
Countdown to Christmas everyone!!