February 4 Love Forecast
If you’re accustomed to wearing a suit of armor, it feels pointless today – unless you’re hiding from yourself. The heart continues to open, and all of your tender spots are revealed. Tears may even flow, though you won’t necessarily know what to attribute them to. That’s okay. As big as this globe is, the circle is small and we’re all connected. You’re probably picking up on all kinds of feelings, many of which belong to other people. If you’ve got your sights set on somebody, your words are like poetry to their ears. Shakespeare must have loved days like these.
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Oh, great. More tears.
You know, I’ve been crying a few tears of joy, relief, some painful ones but mostly good ones.
Sadly, I’ve even cried during episodes of American Idol.
My tear fests have become a little pathetic if you ask me…
my definite silence today is like poetry to the one I love. I said it all before. Nothing more is left to add. emotionally heavy day. words are pointless, so I could disappoint Shakespeare with this, I am afraid