Blue lips.
“Blue lips, blue veins.”
I met a little girl at the pet store today. She told me things about fish and lizards. She made me smile for the short time I was there. I love how innocent children are. How they don’t know what’s coming. The pain they have yet to, but will undoubtedly, feel in their life from family, friends, love and love lost. The only thing this little girl wanted to do was stick her hand in the fish tank, which myself and the employee’s told her not to but she still did. Even that made me smile. Part of me wishes I had that back, the pure innocence and painlessness. But I know that no matter what age someone is they will feel that ripping pain of losing a love at some part in their life. So the other part of me is okay with feeling the pain I have because I now know what life has got to throw at me. My only hope now is that the heartache gets easier with time and the more it happens, but something is telling me that it’s not going to work out like that. I have come to terms that life’s a bitch but it’s also too short for me to hold grudges, hate people, and not love. I may have been hurt but that’s not going to stop me from getting out there and loving. It hasn’t stopped me yet… I love everything about this bitchy, not-so-perfect, painful, too short life. All I have to say is, try me….
“Blue: the color of our planet from far, far away.”