Thursday, February 01, 2007
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I am utterly shocked beyond words.
You were so decent looking.
You were so shy.
I never believed you'd do such a thing.
I still can't belief you've done it.
You did what I would never do.
You dared what I'd never try.
You fell into that abyss and never got out.
Deeper and deeper you sank.
I never knew how much.
No one knew how much.
You hid everything from everyone until it was too late.
In truth I never spoke to you did I?
I wasn't there for you.
But you could have told me.
You could have.
I'd have stopped you.
I'd have told.
Her, them.
Everyone.
They'd have stopped you.
It would have been fine.
Nothing but a mere unpleasant experience that could be swept under the carpet.
But no.
No no no.
Everythings changed.
I won't be seeing you again will I?
I won't be seeing you for a long long time.
We won't speak either for a long long time.
And my gosh, one day I'll see her.
I can't believe it.
I'm spacing out.
If this can happen to you, anythings possible.
Who is he?
Whats her name?
Why?
Questions questions questions.
We shared a common past.
Albeit one I can't really remember, but I've heard.
Yes, I know.
I knew you.
But do I really?
This is insane.
Unreal.
This happens on television.
This happens to people people like me gossip about.
This does not happen to someone I know.
Someone close.
Someone like you.
No no no.
Oh God please tell me its a load of crap.
Please tell me its nonsense.
I thought he was bad.
You've transcended even that.
Whats going on?
Why is this happening.
Please just cry and let it all out.
You've hid it for so long.
And all the while I've never given you a second thought.
Never worried, never bothered.
I thought you'd stay the same.
I thought you'd mature and blossom and become what everyone thought you'd be.
Now I know better.
And I'm sorry for it.
I'm sorry dearest.
Really sorry.
I hope it gets better.
Everything.
I hope she forgives you.
I hope you come back.
I hope he cares.
I hope you keep your love.
I hope she's happy.
I want to see you.
I want to know.
I need to know.
Its so shocking its inspiring.
All my bs about how crappy JC is, how I'm sick of everything, everything about me, pales in comparisan to you.
And whats going on.
Oh my.
You've shattered my perception of possibilities and impossibilities.
Its incredible.
But its incredibly sad that such a drastic move should have to happen to you before I notice.
Before I have my revelation.
Nothing is more significant than this.
Nothing.
You broke the record dearie.
You're the first.
I'll probably be the last.
I'm afraid.
Were you afraid?
I think you were.
How could you cope with all the adversities?
Are you really like Him now?
Really?
Is it because of him and her?
Thats it isn't it?
My dear, here's a song dedicated to you.
(And for those gossip mongers, this isn't a post showing my lebian-ism or something. Its something deeper and private and profound)
I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
She's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me
Fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too
Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
Cleaning up the mess he made
Fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too
Boys, you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without warmth from
A woman's good, good heart
On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world
So fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
I wish you love and resilience.
Sherilyndel Revolted at Thursday, February 01, 2007 |
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