*551 - ? % @ # ^ *

Things could be better, situations could be a lot less cloudy, everything right now is one giant question mark ?, with a bunch of little % and @ and # and ^ and *s thrown in just to make things even more convoluted. All the what if's, and the maybe's, and the maybe not's, and the if only's.

Every day my heart breaks just a little bit. But every day my heart sings too. And then it does weird things like spasm and spin in circles and dart from corner to corner and ooze from place to place because it's confused and doesn't know what to do.

But I think I'm pretty happy being "single", thank God. He puts a peace in my heart that tells me everything's going to fall neatly into place.