old habits die hard

stubbornness and immaturity will be the death of us. life is not black and white, its shades of disgustingly dismal gray, highlighted every so often by colors that emanate from our love. when the love falters and fails, the gray takes over. we must wade through it and fight to find the color again. after all, amber is the color of your energy. i? i am perfect by no stretch of the imagination. but i have been calm, patient and kind more than most twenty year olds would care to be. i know that i cannot give you the world or a birthday in japan next year, but i can give you my heart. my trust. my faithfulness. i can give you the happily ever after you always wanted, and that i never cared to have. i can look past the groupies, the heartache, the exhaustion with a weary smile because… hell, that’s the kind of girl i am. i have been calm, patient and kind. and now, i am tired.