A glass half full . . .

Faith is a funny thing, it sneaks up on you when you least expect it.  Sometimes we don’t even realize it until all faith is destroyed in a blink of an eye.  You can’t think of one reason why you should be with this one person, but you can think of a million reasons why you shouldn’t.  Living a life where the glass is half empty, and then it hits you.   You were waiting for something to happen, you needed a sign, a reason to believe, and some hope in the absence of hope. . . and someone comes along.  Your glass now is half full and there is something to say about a glass that’s half full.  The opportunity to “say when”, but that’s just it the fine line of possibility when you don’t know when enough is enough . . .and it also depends on what’s being poured.  More coffee, more tequila, more love.   It’s up to the person to decide the level of need and emotions. You’re sitting there and a sip, a taste is not enough you need more, a bottomless glass, and all it takes is that one slip and the glass hits the floor and shatters, control shatters.

Emotions are messy, and we all become control freaks when it comes to our emotions.  We begin a cycle of denial, and that’s thing about denial. . . we only see what we want to see, believe what we want to believe.  We begin to deny so much that the truth is clouded with our own denial.  There are no solutions, no easy answers.  And the pain, all you can do is ride it out, and hope it goes away.  And whoever said “What you don’t know can’t hurt you”  must have invented the idea of surprises.  Because not knowing for most people, not knowing when you’re about feel a pain that hits so below the belt, is the worst feeling in the world.  In order to survive this world today where we no longer share a milkshake at the “Peach Pit”, or Saturday nights at the Drive-In, we have to let a little part of us live in the dark.  Because even though in the dark there is fear, there is also faith and hope.  There will always be things we don’t want to hear, and things we simply just have to say because we can’t take the silence. Things we will always keep to ourselves and things that just speak for themselves.  At the end of the day we have to make our own “happy endings”, appreciate those who come in to our lives, teach us lessons and leave imprints on our character.  Admire the struggles it takes just to let someone in, and the feeling of comfort and safety when they break down those walls.  Maybe sometimes we do have to appreciate the things we don’t know, and may never know.  Because sometimes too much of anything isn’t a good thing it’s just that . . .more.  At the end of the day all we really have is ourselves, and everything your doing I am doing in heels.