An incurable romantic

It alternates between being a boon and a curse.
It means I can listen to the same songs and watch the same scenes
Over and over again

It meanst I'm in love with an ideal,
that sometimes can never come into fruition
It means disappointment sometimes
But I don't think I'd change a thing

It means forgetting myself and my lists
of endless things to do
In favour of lying on the floor to stop
and listen to a new song, or an old one
to daydream the endless possibilities
and have a little piece of hopeful fire in my heart
that can't possibly be quenched, even by the biggest hurt

To allow yourself to be moved, even in the face of cynicism and reality
I think that's a great thing.
To let your soul sing no matter the circumstances.

Because life can turn into a big to-do list, but really it's very short.
I can't believe things that I remember as yesterday actually happened a few years ago now.
And I'm surprised by how far we have come.

No matter what, though, I think the greatest thing is to say good morning to my mum on the phone, regardless of how tired I may be, and how croaky my voice often sounds. It makes me happy :)
Being hugged makes me happy. Not those mild pat on the back things, but full blown, big bear hugs.
Making people smile makes me happy too.