i’m just as screwed up as you
you ought to know– you’re not the only one born left of center.
don’t pretend that i wasn’t in the wringer with you when your world got twisted. i was there, baby. i watched it happen.
so you think you’re worthless?
you know i think the world of you.
imperfect as you are, mad, dazed, half-awake, half-elsewhere, always lost. and i still think the world of you.
so you’re a liar– and you deserve nothing but pain? well you’re not the only one.
i was there to hold you still, to keep you steady. i was there with you– seeking redemption by gently soothing the bruises of your furious crimes.
you know what it’s like to feel worthless– to be an eyesore, to be an angry stain tainting the walls of someone’s precious ivory tower, to be a bloody hole in someone’s holy robes.
you can’t help it. neither can i.
we un-make beds. we wake people when they’re dreaming good dreams.
we are who we are. and it’s ok.
because baby, what i am, what i do– i can’t help it either. i still think the world of you.
i bask in the glory of your darkness when the sun glares at you like a disappointed mother.
you’re a bottomless well and i want to climb down into you, shiver with you in the cold, cry saltwater down your neck until i find myself floating in the depths of your arms.
don’t you understand? if it was to be so bad that you’d love not having to love me– the least you can do is not stay mad, baby. don’t stay mad at me.
it’ll be ok. you’ll see.
you love to be lost like you love the thought of loving her– because it’s as safe as watching the sun set in a horizon that will always run away from you.
you pine for her because she’s not here. you close your eyes in made-up memory of short happy days that you don’t really remember– except when you want to– because it’s easier that way. but that’s ok. you’re in love. it doesn’t matter what it is– you’re in love. well, so am i.
so am i.
i wanted to tell you– that you’re really just like everyone else.
you only want what you can’t have– no matter how bad it gets.
baby, you’re really just like everyone else.
you only want what you can’t have.
August 2nd, 2005 at 9:57 am
Love that is not crazy, is not true love after all… My friend in good times as well as in bad times, the decisions are yours and yours alone to make… So whatever it may be… Suportahan ta ka bai
August 2nd, 2005 at 10:28 pm
People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you figure out which it is, you know exactly what to do.
When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need, you have expressed outwardly or inwardly. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend, and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrong doing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up or out and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and it is now time to move on.
When people come into your life for a SEASON, it is because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They may bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But only for a season.
LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, those things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person/people (anyway); and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.
It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.