Of Festivals & Fireworks
David Crowder Band – Sometimes
I often tell Amy that “hate” is a strong word.
I hate that she’s hurting.
I hate that he’s gone.
I hate that the distance is too far.
I hate that words aren’t enough.
I hate that I can’t be there.
Most days, pessimism isn’t my first cue.
I love that sound of mail through the door.
I love that she’s so close.
I love that 7 o’clock golden hue.
I love that he’s coming home.
I love that we celebrate small things.
(Photo via Many Fires)