Mar. 4th, 2006

butterflydreaming: "Cris", in blocks with a blinking cat (Default)
The Wayward Heart
- You Are The Wayward Heart

"Feel Better."

You are best described as 'Emotional Support'. Anytime an emotional issue comes up or something stresses people out, you are there to help them feel better about it. Whether you are the prankster of the bunch, the funny one, the wild one, or just the shoulder to cry on - your traits favor what it takes to keep people going. You like large groups of people and have many friends. When something hits home for you, however, you have a hard time with it. You also have difficulty paying attention or focusing on one thing. Above all, though, if people are happy, you are happy.


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Seriously, what is that expression on her face?!? She looks like Hispanic Barbie.
butterflydreaming: "Cris", in blocks with a blinking cat (veilofstars)
You are like me but you are not like me; I am like you but I am not like you. I love you because you are you, not a reflection of me.

I want to say that I understand you exactly. I understand, the way I can understand a symbol or why something is beautiful. I feel pain of the same flavor, hue, texture. Yet I know that they are not identical. My understanding doesn't make your unique pain less.

But if my understanding it lessens it, that is good.

I love you!
butterflydreaming: "Cris", in blocks with a blinking cat (Parsol Girls)
While I usually cite "Rosemary" as my favorite, it see-saws with this one:

SONG OF A SECOND APRIL

April this year, not otherwise
Than April of a year ago,
Is full of whispers, full of sighs,
Of dazzling mud and dingy snow;
Hepaticas that pleased you so
Are here again, and butterflies.

There rings a hammering all day,
And shingles lie about the doors;
In orchards near and far away
The grey wood-pecker taps and bores;
The men are merry at their chores,
And children earnest at their play.

The larger streams run still and deep,
Noisy and swift the small brooks run
Among the mullein stalks the sheep
Go up the hillside in the sun,
Pensively,--only you are gone,
You that alone I cared to keep.

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