The Heart of Life

...is good.
Sometimes I suppose you just have to believe that sort of thing. Sometimes the evidence just seems to evaporate into the flat evening air. I was listening to a sad song this evening, and I found that the tempo was still too fast for the way I was feeling. The problem is that I've had to hurt someone I love. I tried to have it both ways for the longest time. I thought we could both fit in the life boat but that turned out not to be true. Time heals all wounds, they say...but does time, (do waves?) erase the look on his face as I pry my hands from his and slowly paddle away?