Life is a constant evolution. The person are today is not the person you were yesterday, a month ago or most certainly the person you were a year ago.
You meet people, you lose some people and your life just keeps moving along, sometimes at a pace that you can hardly keep up with. Sometimes at a pace so painfully slow that you can't do anything more than stare at the clock and watch it's methodical work. It ticks one tick at a time, 60 ticks making one minute.
Brokeback Mountain started 3 years ago. My heart was lost and sullen, I wasn't sure I'd ever feel again. She changed that then and she changed it again.
She's gone now for the second time but will Brokeback Mountain ever come back?
She's gone now for the second time but will Brokeback Mountain ever come back?
As the movie goes, Brokeback Mountain comes back to reignite, over and over until one of the characters in that particular love story dies.
Am I dead now or will this stir again as it has before?
Will there be a postcard from Ennis?
Even a few articles of clothing remains in my closet. I couldn't dream of erasing what was by tossing them all away.
Even a few articles of clothing remains in my closet. I couldn't dream of erasing what was by tossing them all away.
And so now its time to stand on my feet, brush off my jeans and "cowboy up." I just never expected the fall.
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