When your heart is brokenThere is no safe placeMusic brings the memoriesBooks always have a way of speaking What’s dwelling in your mindWell meaning friendsEncourage conversation and Try to offer explanations But often pull from their own experiences That may not be very beneficialAnd you can’t focus anywayYou can’t see a way through it So nothing helpsIt is best to sit in silence And try to wrap your head around the here and nowAnd not what ifs and maybesBest to stay strongHold it together for one more dayOr hourOr minuteOr whatever you can musterThree rabbits chasing each otherRound and roundFor hours nowWhy aren’t they tiredThe squirrels appear and shake their tails in admonishmentLike they weren’t acting like that just yesterdayThey don’t mind the rainSo why should I?Never Not onceIn my wadded up existenceHave I allowed myselfThe luxury Of a breakdownAnd five drinks laterI still hold my head upBartenders wise beyond their yearsSpeak of graceAlthough I am shamedMust sleep now Although there is much left unsaidStill hereCan’t quitIt’s not my natureWilling to face another day One more dayOne more nightProbably in a long lineBut I’m still herePushin’ Time -Miranda LambertAre we fools for rushing in?’Cause I already dread the endLonely ain’t no place to startI guess that’s just where we areOh, how I remember wellThe sunset on September 12thI disappeared to get a drinkYou still kept your eyes on meSometimes love acts out of spiteAnd good things happen…