Yours is the first face that I saw. I think I was blind before I met you. Now I don't know where I am, I don't know where I've been, but I know where I want to go.
And so I thought I'd let you know. That these things take forever. I especially am slow. But I realize that I need you, and I wondered if I could come home.
Remember the time you drove all night, just to meet me in the morning. I thought it was strange, you said everything changed. You felt as if you'd just woke up. And you said, "This is the first day of my life. I'm glad I didn't die before I met you. But now I don't care I could go anywhere with you and I'd probably be happy."
With these things there's no telling, we just have to wait and see. But I'd rather be working for a paycheck, then waiting to win the lottery.
photos Jen Senn