June 2011
She’s as pretty as a picture
Every bit as funny as she is smart
Got a smile that’ll hold you together
And a touch that’ll tear you apart
When she’s yours she brings the sunshine
When she’s gone the world goes dark
Yeah she’s heaven on the eyes
But boy she’s hell on the heart
“I try to believe,” she said, “that God doesn’t give you more than one little piece of the story at once. You know, the story of your life. Otherwise your heart would crack wider than you could handle. He only cracks it enough so you can still walk, like someone wearing a cast. But you’ve still got a crack running up your side, big enough for a sapling to grow out of. Only no one sees it. Nobody sees it. Everybody thinks you’re one whole piece, and so they treat you maybe not so gentle as they could see that crack.”
—Rebecca Wells, Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood (via therunnersblog)
