Nothing is without meaning

Nothing is without meaning to me, you'll see...
when I pick a password, it has to say something
when I pick a song, I want to sing along
when I pick a love, it has to go forward
with a belief in forever and ever and ever...
Some people call me a thinker
but I like to say I'm a drinker
of wine, of thought, of a love that lasts
and without it all, I have no path,
           and nothing is without meaning, and nothing exists for no reason.
When you want to go away for good
I ask is there anything else we can do?
To cherish all the memories and possibilities
I want to believe we tried every opportunity.
           but nothing is without meaning, and nothing exists for no reason.
I went to the store today for some fruit
but I didn't have an appetite thinking about you
and someone behind me who was checking out
was noticing I looked a little worn out.
He asked if there was anything he could do
along with saying he thought I was cute...
our eyes didn't let go, as I felt comfortable
looking at someone who I felt I knew long ago.
           And nothing is without meaning, and nothing exists for no reason.
That day was spent drinking a lot of coffee
with a stranger who soon learned all about me
and I wanted to just sit and be in this place
where nothing else mattered, there was no race.
So, just like that, my life was changed,
because I needed some bananas and some grapes,
and now john and I are living together
and I know and he knows it will be forever and ever...
         and nothing is without meaning, and nothing exists for no reason
         and nothing is without meaning, and nothing exists for no reason.

~Jenn