currently listening to: nothing better by the postal service

tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better

than making you my bride and slowly growing old together.

don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future

your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures.

all good things are wild and free.

take this kiss upon the brow

and, in parting from you now,

this much let me avow -

you are not wrong, who deem

that my days have been a dream;

yet if hope has flown away

in a night, or in a day

in a vision or in none,

is it therefore the less gone?

all that we see or seem

is but a dream within a dream

i stand amid the roar

of a surf-tormented shore,

and i hold within my hand

grains of the golden sand - 

how few! yet how they creep

through my fingers to the deep,

while i weep - white i weep!

o god! can i not grasp

them with a tighter clasp?

o god! can i not save

one from the pitiless wave?

is all we see or seem

but a dream within a dream?

so lucky to have these beautiful people in my life

people are not, and should never be (no matter what the circumstances) disposable. everyone has something amazing to offer and we are all only worth the value of our other. i am never going to treat someone as if their value can be thrown away. no one deserves to feel that way. we are not replaceable.

"if ever there is a tomorrow when we are not together, there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, smarter than you seem, and smarter than you think, but the most important thing is, even if we're apart, i'll always be with you."

 - winnie the pooh