Sitting here thinking
About what feels like a lifetime ago:
I guess it’s the price I have to pay
For being like this...
...For being me
A rolling stone gathers no moss
It’s the best thing I've ever heard
I live by it
and mostly, I love by it
And look at where it's gotten me
But then I think about where it hasn't gotten me
No broken hearts
No tears
No feeling vulnerable
But then I think deeper about what it hasn't gotten me:
A long term relationship
Long term friends
A place I've lived in long enough to call home
Things to call mine
But still....
A rolling stone gathers no moss.... Right?
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