in the end it all boils down to love.
and often the lack of it.
yet, it's presence can be found in the most unseemly of places.
not necessecarily even those of a romantic sort.
even though it may be novel.
you need to know where to look,
how to relax,
what to believe,
and, when the case calls, when to give up.
i don't know where i'm going with this.
i had it planned out differently in my mind.
at the moment, i'm feeling a certain sort of calm and contentedness i haven't felt in a while.
at the most it will probably last til the morning.
but until then i will embrace it.
and, just as predicted, i'm feeling slightly emotional,
perhaps it's an effect of the music i'm listening to.
but the thoughts of the past.
the love i've given.
the love i've recieved.
and the different types accordingly (even when the balance is horribly skewed).
what i need will come to me.
and i can live with the wait.
(if at the very least for tonight)
this world needs more emotion.
more chords, notes, sonnets, anything that pulls at the center of a soul.
more of the inside.
that would be nice.