Some people walk into your life for a reason you cannot quite grasp. He might be significant. She might be funny. He might snort through his nose. She might yell out, "Beavers! Beavers! Beavers!" Why? Who knows? The world does not always makes sense when he's around or when she's laughing. But, somehow, you understand them. It is as if there is music when they are smiling. It is an inconstant thing: happy the next, sad the day after. But your friends are not inconstant. When things are grey, life is still sunny when you're around him. When she gives you a hug. The hardest part is turning around to walk away and not know why you can no longer hear the music. It does seem that some people might be in our lives for a very long time, but somehow they appear so far away. Maybe he has to move. Perhaps she's getting married. Regardless, you can still hear their soundtrack, the way the Earth tilts a little bit when they walk along the sidewalk. Maybe I can still listen to the rhythms...maybe I should be writing my own songs.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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