Because the waitress can be nice
And already knows to serve
You want to ask her out
But haven’t got the nerve.
You make up your excuses
And tell yourself it’s right
But when her shift is over
You’ll still be alone tonight.
You know she’s very pretty
And can fake a pretty smile
And you know she works her ass off
Mile after mile.
She has a certain mystery
You wish you could ignore
But here you are again my friend
At her table through her door.
I’ll give you this just this once
It’s hard to start from scratch
But fires never burn a thing
Until you light the match.
A Soul's Walk 
Step out in faith, soulwalker! Light that flame! Shine out–and you will receive light and love right back at you (even though it might not be from the particular one you THOUGHT was the “right one”). May 2012 hold many unexpected lit candles for you.
And for you as well.
“But fires never burn a thing
Until you light the match” – a true proverb there…and clever play on words with “match”! 🙂
Cheers.