happiness

i stayed in bed overcome by the rain

i rolled down the hill, felt the grass-cut-pain

i wore a dress in the wind to better feel the air

i was asked for my opinion, i said i don't care

i waved at the planes so someone could be seen

i lied to a stranger, said "my favorite color's green"

i cut up a shirt, it was warmer that way

but i would never go back and change these terrific mistakes

"fucked in the head"

what an awful thing to say

my mind was filled with bubbles

i laughed and felt okay

nothing was left behind when the page turned to one again

i kept everything except the numbers (and even those will return)

the indescribable pain of last winter will always take up part of my soul

as will the hurt that came with last spring

but i'll always keep the healing of the heat

and the magic of the leaves

as they sprinkled the ground We walked upon

i'll always have the warmth of this winter (which was the greatest gift of all)

the turning pages and pretentious goals don't scare me like they used to

because i know i'll always keep the parts i really need

and for a moment i feel it again

a twang of what i felt back then

and then i remember it's getting warm

i know i made it out of that storm