Really now. Some of us just need to see ourselves in others. It's not truly an obsession. I can quit anytime that I get pissed off enough. Being Irish and fiesty does have it's up points. Honestly though, love has it's up and downs... currently, I could care less.
I am indifferent today... Which of course makes me feel powerful and above all of this boy crap. I could live my life alone and not blink. I wonder if prozac could extend this mood farther and make my sex drive vanish?
I loved you until you lost your gentleness.
She's still in my ears when I fall asleep, humming about romance and life. I ache to be so wise, to empty my soul out at anyone's feet and not flinch. Her spirit enters me and I ache to be that full.
I. will. be. better. this. time.
I won't over eat, sleep-in, have, cling...
I emailed the pop icon of my generation and asked her lovely show to break my mold. How pathetic. I can't imagine sitting on her leather couch and her awarding me a new life. Complete of course with self respect and self worth. It is a good day dream, one I'll focus on while I walk away pounds this evening.
Everything disappears when you're tired and sweaty.
The Yeah, Yeah, Yeah's motivate me to walk on. You can pump music up and just let it wash the dirt out of your pores. Ponytail weather is upon us and for once, I'm not dreading the sweat marks under my the arms of my shirt. Run, Faster, Run.
Pig-tails and cabbage patch dolls. French and American Indian. Black-eyed Susan's, Queen Anne's Lace, Butter cups and wild black berries. Summer tans, shorts under skirts, tights turning into pantyhose. Christmas eve parties, Top Gun, My Little Ponies, Dirty Dancing. Kids In Corporated. Boom-boxes. Spiral perms, New Kids, Confirmation. Boys... Boners, French kisses, Phone numbers.
Graduation, Love, Sex, Marriage, Kids, school of life
Graduation, work, City-life, Engagment, sex, Love. Houses and parents, Kent University.
Country and City Mouse. 20 minute phone calls that last an hour. Children getting taller.
Life moving by faster.
This isn't the puzzle of the century. I'm not stumped about what to do. It's just a matter of digging in deep and realizing what all of this adds up to.
I need to invest myself in other distractions.
It sounds so easy...
Patches, gum and candy. All to escape from you. You had quite the hook in me... even know when I have decided to let go of you. These shakes will end soon and now my lungs will continue to grow... but... I'll miss you, deeply.