2nd Level

You are a friendly smile.
You are a breath of fresh air.
You are a welcoming hug. 
You are a forgiving whisper. 
You are a polite response.
You are a quiet drive in the middle of the night.
You are a glass of cold water after a long run.
You are rather kind, and I really don't know what to think of you. 

After All That I've Done

Every time I go off running, you chase after me.
But this time I am just not sure I want you to run after me...

...that time of year

It is that time of year when she goes into hiding.

It is that time of year when the chill in the air is too much to hold.

It is that time of year when the sun goes into hiding.

It is that time of year when your hands became too much to hold.

It is that time of year when the source goes into hiding.

It is that time of year when her riches are too much to hold.

It is that time of year when the water goes into hiding.

It is that time of year when the boxes are too much to hold.

It is that time of year when her lipstick goes into hiding.

It is that time of year when your lips are too much to hold.   

And They Were New

A new season is coming, and the rain has brought a new opportunity.
So, dance. 
Dance in the rain.  

A New Way

I am not sure pain is our enemy.
And I am not entirely sure being hurt is the worst thing in the world.
And I am not sure that a person is bad just for hurting another.

For I have seen the most beautiful things come from the deepest pain...