like a ship blown from its mooring

Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder halfway through the wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you, I have been changed for good

Like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird in a distant wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you, I have been changed for good

I was thinking about Mike and the song posted in the previous entry. I know I made the right decision, but its hard to make that break with someone who has been such a good thing in my life, who has been so wonderful for me. This is an amazing picture taken by a friend of mine while we were in CA last week. Its my desktop right now and makes me think of the song and my whole situation.

Why couldn’t it just work out for once?