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If I loved you without regard to me (as lovers often do) neither of us would be happy. If I loved you with a love that could stop time, (or at least make it fly) Life would get complicated. If I loved you my focus would be on you, my energy at your disposal, nary a break from silent commands. If I loved you like one who had found their soulmate (and was now content to die) I would wish I was dead already. If I loved you I would be a shadow never rid of a nagging worrywart an unenviable, dreaded encounter. If I loved you I would make life miserable for the both of us, unintentionally; undeniably true If I loved you I would hate you All in the name of love. I love you too much to want more than friends. I never thought you would touch me, I never thought i would care; when your simple words of affirmation were gone, a revolt took place in my heart. Time goes on and memories fade... Why are you wispered words offered in my lonliest hour clearer to me than yesterday's news? Was I expecting a treasured memory, no gray wig and old lady face would have adorned me. Funny... your soft spoken sincere sentence assured me this wasn't just an act. Any distance can be a lifetime away; I've learned the power of a memory. All thats left is a cryptic signature on a well worn script: Beauty! Shaun Foggy windows on the car of my dreams with the one i love in the seat next to me. Whispering in hopes that no one will hear (or worse, come and investigate), we tell of how life would be different had we not found each other. Starting as best friends (like considerate siblings), we did not plan this- our love, our dreams, our misery Forbidden by the words that we once believed, "We do not love, we cannot love, we shall not love one another" we are reduced to hiding and never announcing the simple pleasure we want most. I am the court jester teasing all in sight never told to change my ways. I am the court jester balancing balls on my head for my loves pleasure. I am the court jester never a lady only the fool for you. I am the court jester tired of silliness yet still teasing all I see. I am the court jester I, I am still here; everyone else has gone home. 5/26/02 Every time we�re apart I realize we�re not going to be forever. No matter what we say every parting takes the spoon and twists my heart. I can�t stop you from going; my opinion is, feelings aren�t enough. You will be gone one summer hence I�ll be left just like I was before you with memories for my best friend. Of them all, you�re the only one that will break my heart ere you go. I had begged you to sing but you refused. We argued for a bit. When I was quiet, you started singing. That low, soft voice whispering a song I didn't know, didn't care really, it was just you. Someone tried to sing to me today, but it wasn't the same. You could sing and I don't like him. I almost cried. |
