a compliment means so much more when it comes from someone i believe is good.
all he said was,
i like her determination. good.
no hyperbole, no gushing, no agenda.
it becomes a mantra to pull out on grey days, and huddle over like a warm flame. it burns resolve into my body so that the centre of gravity finally rocks back and my chin lifts again.
even when shit hits the often-splattered fan; when i don't know how i'm going to pull it off; when i feel more twelve than twenty-one... well.
someone with a thoroughbred heart believes i'm a decent kid.
he thinks i can see things through to the end.
and so i have to. and somehow, i just can.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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