between the gutter & the stars
i just thought i would to... you know the saying....
if you're gonna bottle you feelings, pickle em first.
actually, i don't know what that means...
but doesn't love always pick the wrong time. i mean it can be the greatest sensation in the world (arguably...next to sex, surfing, and skydiving nude), but it's got the worst sense of punctuality.
you meet that one just a year too late, a month too late... the week before you move outta town, you find a reason to stay. you wanna move forward with the journey of life, but now there's someone callin ya back... and you know she's worth it...
it's late and i wanted to pitch
feel free to "pitch" (or catch) with me.