I’ve been very strange about relationships lately. I guess once you hit that forte you have a hard time with the rest cause it’s all a downhill march.

I’m okay with the downhill march now. I smile and I wink and I love but it’s strange meeting that epoch and moving on. I’ve tried everything from late night dating shows to early morning meet ups. Then I noted with a single breath that it’s not a goal to find something better, it’s to look for something different.

I’ll be leaving you soon, I’ll be leaving all of this soon, and somehow that doesn’t make it any better. I’m committed but in such a non-committal way that it’s perfect. I couldn’t imagine anything more, and I couldn’t hope for anything less. Bordering on that precipice of love and offense we walk along and smile like no one knows we’re nervous about walking on upturned razor blades. We bleed out our feet along the pavement and once the blood has ended we try to cry but the tears don’t come.

Malnutrition nothing.

The worst part is if you step on my heart in the middle of the road where all can see I’ll still love you the way I did when I spotted you across the room.

The best part is if I step on your heart in the middle of the road where all can see you’ll still love me the way you did when you spotted me across the room.

Beautiful repetition is the name of the game.  Lost in my own dreams of what could be but what already is suddenly is the reality.

I’ll hold you, I’ll cuddle you, I’ll support you, I’ll build you up and I’ll give you my all.  All I want is reciprocation, is that so much to ask?  Come to me, tell me.  I need it too but I’d never say it.

Categories: everyday

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One Response

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   cindy:

   This sort of scares me. =-(

   29.07.2010 17:10