And just for thought...
He got down on his knees, there in the dirt all for me,
And I couldn't help but to think how lucky that dirt was
Because he was knee deep in it.
He stood up with grease on his hands, a smile on his brow,
Saying to him, "My hero!"
Knowing it was about more than a flat tire.
I handed him the keys and laughed at this life we landed
Because I am tired of crying over spilled milk.
We struggle and we fail and we have both been too sad
Over all the things that we cannot control
And in a way we've both been covered in dirt for too long,
Knee deep in this life that won't cut us a break
But he's my hero in more ways than one.
He looked over at me with a twinkle in his blue eyes
In a way I didn't see at first, wouldn't see at first.
There's been too much of my life I've been disappointed in,
Too much of myself I've been terrified to let out
But this man who laid in the dirt for me coaxed me out somehow, pulled me out of the mud.
We go through this life together, one flat tire after another,
Knowing that the other one would walk anywhere,
Accepting that this life may not always be pristine.
I watched him drive that car this afternoon.
I was filled with my usual anxiety
And understood how much more strength I have
Because this man believes in all the courage I hide,
This man calms all the fears that suffocate.
He smiled at me while we were standing in line,
Waiting for the next ball to drop
Silently telling me that we were all right,
That things were tight but we'd figure it out.
We are knee deep in this life together,
For better and for worse, flat tires and all.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.