My Not Post Secret
Today, my husband asked me if I had sent something to Post Secret. For the record, I didn’t.
But this is the same jail we visited on our honeymoon.
Weird.
Love This Song
Maybe I’d be better on my own
No one ever seems to understand me
It’s easier for me to be alone
But there’s still a piece of me that feels so empty
I’ve been all over the world
I’ve seen a million different places
But through the crowds and all the faces
I’m still out there looking for you.
[Chorus:]
Where are you now?
I’m trying to get by with never knowing at all
What is the chance of finding you out there?
Or do I have to wait forever?
I write about the things I’ll never know
And I can’t find a moment just to slow down
It makes me think I’ll never have the chance
To figure out what it’s all about
So tell me what it’s all about.
Where are you now… Michelle Branch