Paper Airplanes

somewhere in my school career I missed the lesson on how to make a successful paper airplane. I have been reminded of this lack of skill recently as many many children come and ask me to make these beautiful flying pieces of paper.

As I sat one morning and watched a four year old skillfully fold an A4 piece of paper into a smooth gliding masterpiece I was humbled by this small persons skill, and I took the opportunity to learn from him as he began to fold another, I watched as his skillful little hands folded this way and that, he noticed me copying and said with a smile "I'm beating you"

If only he knew that not only was he beating me this time but he, at the age of four, had a skill that I still do not possess!

known too late...

"I think there’s a moment for two people where they can either catch fire or... we missed our moment"

Rebecca Stinson bones S2 Ep5

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I don't want to love you!

why do i find it easier to be friends with one more than the other?

I know that the other has the potential to make me fall hard, to make me want to love them again, make me want to fix them. I know that if I gave the other my friendship and time I would not be able to resist the idea of going back, of starting again of offering a second chance, I know I wouldn't stand a chance...

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someday i'll have a white christmas...

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take my heart but please don't break it...

if you could see my heart you'd see it wasn't perfect

you'd see the spot where it first broke in two, the halves that somehow managed to fit back together, although not in quite the same way

you'd see the cracks formed by those who followed, the lines that tell tales of lies and disappointment

you'd see what looks like tiny tiny dents from the time it was crushed and i thought it would never be whole again, yet somehow it was.

you'd see the heart that has been well used, well loved, and loved well, you'd see the heart that against all odds has come together to love again

If you could meet my heart, it would tell you a million tales, tales of love, tales of woe tales of me and the men i thought were romeo

My heart is mine, mine to carry always, mine to look after and maybe if you're lucky i'll let you hold it for a while

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Someday I will skip the way I did when I was nine...

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this could be love

while watching Heston on Masterchef I felt myself falling deeper and deeper in love.
His creativity, humility and gentle persona impressed more than words can say.

this could most definately be love

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