This fragile woman was waiting for another person to create her beautiful future for her. She had a vision in her mind of Arizona where her dreams were going to come true--and the man who created that image is the same man that took it away. The first time I heard this song, I believed it. I was familiar with that feeling of disappointment and abandon and I thought I lived in a world where Arizona did not exist. Where Arizona was just a lie people told you that was taken away in the end.
As I step off my front porch and walk into my future, I think of how I will never depend on someone else to create my dreams. I will create them for myself. My Arizona will be my Arizona. It will be my dreams and my perfection. I dont know where my Arizona is quite yet--but I know that it exists--I'll send you pictures once I get there.
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