The night you danced like you knew our lives would Never be the same You held your head like a hero on a history book page It was the end of a decade But the start of an age
Long, long live the walls we crashed through How the kingdom lights shined just for me and you And I was screaming, “Long live all the magic we made” And bring on all the pretenders, I’m not afraid Singing, “Long live all the mountains we moved” I had the time of my life, fighting dragons with you And long, long live that look on your face And bring on all the pretenders One day, we will be remembered
In the past, Springtime represented new beginnings to me. It’s different now. The loss of my sweet Chihuahua Loki changed me forever. I’m not the eternal optimist I used to be. Instead, I see signs in everything and the signs can be negative or positive. If they are negative, they don’t defeat me as they used to do when I was younger. They do add weight to my shoulders; however, that weight is wisdom.
Someone or something one loves can be gone in an instant. I’m learning to appreciate the little things once again. To be honest, those momentary glimpses of happiness don’t last long. Nevertheless, I keep telling myself at least they exist.