Love Was One Of Those Feelings That

Deep Down, Underneath All His Layers Of Stupidity, He’s A Really Good Man. He May Act Out Far Too Many Selfish Thoughts, Says All The Wrong Things At All The Wrong Times, But Behind Closed Doors He’s A Best Friend. I Understand That He Has Idiotic Tendencies And I Can Still Love Him For It. He May Not Be Someone That You Feel Comfortable Sitting Next To At A Dinner Party But For Me, He’s Someone That I Feel Comfortable Sharing My Life With.

It's Funny How People Mark Their Lives, The Benchmarks They Choose To Decide When The Moment Is More Of A Moment Than Any Other. For Life Is Made Of Them. I Like To Think The Best Ones Of All Are In My Mind, That They Run Through My Blood In Their Own Memory Bank For No One Else But Me To See.

Somewhere Along The Way, Without Me Even Noticing, I Grew Up Alex. For Once, I Couldn’t Take Advice From Anyone Around Me About What I Should Or Shouldn’t Do. I Couldn’t Go Running To Mum And Dad And I Can’t Compare My Marriage To Anybody Else’s, We All Follow Our Own Rules.

As Long As You're Around, Your Life Is Too. So Just As You Shower Love And Affection And Attention On The Husbands, Wives, Parents, Children And Forever Friends Who Sorround You, You Have To Do So Equally With Your Life, Because It's Yours, It's You, And It's Always There Rooting For You, Cheering You On, Even When You Feel Like You Can't Do It. I Gave Up On My Life For A While, But What I've Learned Is That Even When That Happens And Especially When That Happens, Life Never Gives Up On You.

The Important Thing Is Not What We (look) Like,but The Role We Play In Our Best Friend's Life.