White vs. Blue

I wish I cared enough to make a New Years Resolution. I feel horrible for saying that, but it's true. I don't need it to be New Years Eve to propose different things to make myself a better person. I can do that any day I choose and I will too. It's just a new year. Another new year to make mistakes, break promises, and lose people. Another year to make good memories, fix relationships, and find friends.

I love the way my hair shines under the sunlight. It makes it look different than myself and sometimes that's okay. I swear that one morning I saw the sunrise tint the world pink. I looked around at everything and it looked prettier with a new shade. I've been noticing all this lately. Up before the sun rises and sleeping way after it sets. I like capturing moments like those and always hate when I miss something so special. I'll snap away pictures until my lense breaks then tear myself up because I didn't catch those clouds with sunbursts shining through them.

I'm not sure what makes you any different from everyone else. You always let me down but find a way to pick me back up again. It's strange. I'm not sure what I feel for you but I know it's something. Friends vs. More than that. I'll figure it out sooner or later. Hopefully later, I have other things to concentrate on. I like that sense of wonder in my mind, anyway.

Nervous for things. I want to travel two hours on Sunday to see the four people that save my mornings with someone I've never spoken to in person, yet. It should be an interesting experience. I like making new friends and we share a lot already. Names, for one. I'm flattered she even offered. I didn't think she was serious at first and now I do. I just hope we're able to take ourselves on this adventure. Just no awkward conversation silences, please. I'm not getting my hopes up, but I'm excited.

Those white flakes fall slowly from the sky. Almost graceful but I daresay more disastrous than anything. You say they fall with finesse and I say they fall with damage control not in their contract. They're falling is very much planned and they won't care how/where they land. Making people 'ooh' and 'ahh' over something so delicate and simple. The only words from my mouth are 'eww' and 'blah'. I know their plans. White isn't common around here right now and I'm not going to lie and say it makes me blue.