Letters To No One

extraordinarily

Have you ever sat in a movie theater and watched a movie and just as the credit start to roll a sad song plays in the background and a single loan tears slips from your eye and you think what if I've been doing with my life, why can't my life be extraordinary like that

have you ever thought as you walk down the street after the movie and the world just seems to move by in slow motion and that same song is still playing in the back of your mind a soft melody filled with heartbreak and  love, and you thought what is this?

then you walk home alone on the streets, breathing in and breathing out.

deep breaths

you think what can I do to make my life extraordinary and at leaves your mind blank.

have you ever woke up in the morning and that one single second you forgot where you are what you've been doing you forgot yesterday and today and in that one single moment there is only silence, there's peace and you shut your eyes and then that sad melody comes back and it plays in your head and there's a thought

'if you're going through hell keep going cuz it can only get better from here.'

don't you hate how when people tell you everything is going to be fine and then the days go on and you keep telling yourself it's going to be fine but it's not and it hasn't been fine for a few days, a few weeks, a few months, a few years and you realize just how tired you are and then that single second you remember how tired you are how  totally exhausted, physically and mentally.

your heart is still your heart your name is still your name and it's a good name and I am Here I am  alive my life does not have to be extraordinary for it to be a amazing

I am Alive and that is the greatest gift I could ever be given sure it's  hard now sure it may seem like the bad just keeps getting worse but each day I wake up I count my blessings and if there are none to count I count the holes they leave your master magic trick.

breath in and out one foot after the other and that same sad melodies still plays and here I am watching my own life in a movie theater in the credits begin to roll and that single tears slips for my eyes why can't my life be like that. I thought why can't my life be extraordinary but it is and I make it extraordinary each and every day.

In that movie theater I'm sitting by myself alone, the credits are rolling the sad melody is getting sadder my hands start to sweat my heart beat in my ears, my breath rapid as if I've been running a marathon and my eyes are pooling, puddles of  unshed tears burning with the release.

release because you are alife because that movie is just a movie and that song is just the song and you are still you remember life does not have to be extraordinary for love to be real it's in the little things like walking down the street hearing that sad song for that one second you wake up and you forget everything and anything that has ever happened to you and then the weight of the world comes crashing back onto your shoulders and you bear that pain if no one else will you Bear it and you remember this is not the end this is the beginning

the beginning of something beautiful and quite possibly extraordinarily.