it must be the beer

low carb beer of course.

spending the late afternoon early evening outside
has left me feeling high 🙂
especially being on a patio, feeling the sun on my bare shoulders, kissing my face…
today was certainly not a waste of make up day.
the intention was dinner…but no food was eaten till closer to 10!

i couldn’t drink since i was driving…but there were a few beers waiting for me at home
(ok ok so they weren’t waiting for me at home, but they were definitely waiting for me at the beer store lol)

Adele is singing me love songs (because surely she would fall in love with me if she met me)
i had a good day….and i’ve been writing my little heart out.

life is good.

and so when i am feeling awesomely amazing, i think about my life
i become reflective, a sentimental fool…and amidst the craziness i call life, i am grateful for all the good that is in it.

i’ve been going through poetry i have written…from as recently as the other day…to back over a decade ago
i’ve managed to get some of the old stuff out of my journals and onto the computer
i have an email account just for all my blogging/writing things.

and it’s amazing how one poem/writing can take you back…right back to where you were when you wrote it
how the feelings are exactly the same…sometimes you can get lost in that moment…or it’s like you’re on the outside looking in.
and sooooo i am reflective.
it’s totally gotta be that lite-barely any alcohol in it-low carb beer lol
(cause i am tough as nails on a good day)

but tonight i am mushy, happy and in love with every detail of my life.
damn beer.

and so my blog is taking advantage of me tonight and wants me to share the personal bits of me
and so i thought this poem was appropriate 🙂

hope your night was as awesome as mine.

Foolish Heart

Foolish heart

Why do you jump?

Why do you run circles, and make my brain dizzy

Foolish heart

How do you do it?

How do you make all reason and logic disappear

And turn me in to

 This

 A girl with no sense

A girl without walls

A girl who stands 11 stories high

Anticipating the leap…

Wanting to fall.

Deeply and madly and passionately

Fall

Lay down at your feet kind of crazy

Give you my all, my everything

Foolish heart

Give back my common sense

Seems you took it with you when you left

To pursue the untouchable

The unfathomable

Idea of love.

Such a fool you are

Stupid, stupid heart

Taking away everything I built

Everything I knew

My walls were stoic and strong

Unbreakable

Until you.

And now foolish heart

How do you make me fall.

Quite effortlessly and oh so quickly

Give me the desire to fall in love with

Someone

The very someone I should not.

what do you know

About love and adoration

Other than leaping full throttle

From 11 stories high

Head first

Without any sorrow for the girl

That’s left

In the aftermath.

Foolish heart

Falling in love

Without my permission

Turning my brain into mush

Making me smile like the fool you are

Making me want the very thing

I’ve told myself I should never have

Foolish heart.

My stupid, foolish heart.

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