Listening to The Good Kind by The Wreckers
Life has a funny way of working itself out. You think that it is over, that you have endured all the problems of the world. Your mind, tiered of discerning fact from fiction, begins to rest. Your heart, torn beyond repair from broken promises and crushed dreams, pleads to stop beating. Then one day you find the strength to look up, look over the pain, and see what else the world has for you. Then without notice your heart slowly finds it can go on, and your mind sees it has so many more memories to obtain. You look up to see that someone is there to give you the strength to stand, to love, and to live.