My partners name is Alex. I say partner for lack of a better word. We met 8 months ago and if I knew then what I know now, I could honestly say we might be in different places right now. Sometimes I think our relationship is a lot like my artwork. Often times I find myself throwing away an entire page due to one smudge. If I could illustrate my relationship that way, that one smudge would be weed and I'd feel a need to frame it as a reminder. I'm sure anyone reading this, could find loads of skepticism. Like. "surely you knew he was like that when you met him.", "don't like it leave.". However; both Alex and I came from a broken home and the hand-me-downs have to stop. Also for all you potheads and stoners alike reading this. There is a fine line between something and one thing. When you say the word something, it's a word based in no value. Though one thing, entails that, that's all you'll ever need. There is a lot of things in Alex's life, but his one thing is weed. With a baby on the way and hopes, dreams and aspirations. I need me and my baby to be one thing. Which; if you ask Alex he would say I am one thing. Though to watch the two of us for one day, you'd find that I was really just a something. It makes me sad... It's hard to have half the devotion from someone who holds all of your own. Even in a passive to aggressive relationship. You need same desire from both parts. Not to be corny; however if you read a book, watch a movie, listen to a song. The one thing they all have in common is a desire. Two supers (meaning villain or hero) will fight over a common goal. Power, the reservations for it. Whatever, it may be this pattern is there. Otherwise, you end up with what I like to call the "blank". A void that's filled with nothingness and that is scary. The most horrifying truth, to fear, fear itself.
One Thing Lyrics
by: Finger Eleven
Restless tonight
Cause I wasted the light
Between both these times
I drew a really thin line
It’s nothing I planned
And not that I can
But you should be mine
Across that line
If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn’t that be something
I promise I might
Not walk on by
Maybe next time
But not this time
Even though I know
I don’t wanna know
Yeah I guess I know
I just hate how it sounds
If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn’t that be something
If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn’t that be something
Even though I know
I don’t wanna know
Yeah I guess I know
I just hate how it sounds
Even though I know
I don’t wanna know
Yeah I guess I know
I just hate how it sounds
If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn’t that be something
If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn’t that be something
If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn’t that be something
If I traded it all
If I gave it all away for one thing
Just for one thing
If I sorted it out
If I knew all about this one thing
Wouldn’t that be something
Wouldn't that be something
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