Being Alive
There is a song that we sang for a musical showcase in high school that was called being alive. It was a cheesy old school broadway song that described how that special someone in your life makes you aware of being alive. “someone to hold you too close, someone to kiss you too deep, someone to play with your hair and ruin your sleep and make you aware of being Alive.”
Very cute song. I was talking to someone today and she was telling me about how when she wakes up in the morning she wishes that she could find someone to spend her life with. I sang her that song and she agreed that it described exactly how she felt.
Made me think about my own life and how lucky and blessed I am to have found someone that makes me aware of being alive. Yeah we have our ups and downs. Everyone does, but When the smoke settles from our latest battle, we are always there for each other. Ruining each others sleep. :)
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