I’ve come to know that a lot can happen between happily and ever after. I’ve come to understand that love is active and ever-working in and through an unpredictable life.
I am curious about love in all its slippery wisdom, it’s capability to transform someone’s life and its ability to attempt ruin. Love is this wonderfully abstract truth and contradiction that eludes my humble words and lyric every time. But I keep chasing after it, kind of like those of us in love who keep loving even when we wonder where that love has gone (some days), or why it changed suddenly (other days), and why it feels just perfect (still other days). That is the beauty and truth of love, hope in every single blissful or tragic moment. Love rises and falls, and is the greatest rhythm I’ve ever known. I will chase it with my words (and heart) forever.