what is love? Rober Frost once said "Love is an irresistable desire to be irresitably desired". and all those emo kids seem to say "Love is pain" and after all these years.. all my experiences.. all the girls I've known... I still don't understand a single freaking thing about love. I think I truly loved, once... or maybe I was just blind. did I love her.. or did I love the -idea- of her? or did I just get hot sauce in my eye? (it burns... oh it burns) the problem with young love is that it burns hot... too hot.. like a multitude of sparklers held together. It's bright, its pretty... but it burns out quick. Love should burn, yes.. but not too hot... it should burn slow, and steady... like the flame of an oil lamp. So I made a mistake (okay.. like a hundred mistakes)... but that's how we learn, right? but because of my mistakes, and my knowldge of myself as a person, I have not allowed myself to love.. I have refused to form that deep attachment.. because with that attachment can come pain... pain of separation, pain of lies, pain of misunderstanding, pain of loss. The base pains do not scare me.. its the deeper, tissue-scarring pain of causing that pain to someone else. I consider myself a tender-hearted person.. compassionate and caring (despite my periods of being a cold-hearted apathetic asshole..)... and seeing someone I care for in pain hurts me... and it hurts worse knowing I caused that pain... but the realization of the full extent of of what I've done comes too late... hindsight being 20/20 and all. but I can't erase the memories.. no matter how hard I try... ever see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind? good movie... and if that could be done.. I would do it. And I know she would, too. It'd be better that way. there's so many songs I can't listen to... they're linked to those memories. there's shampoo's and perfumes I don't ever want to smell... 'cause they're linked to those memories. There's movies and TV shows I can't watch.. they're linked to those memories. There's a face I never want to see pictures of... 'cause it's linked to those memories. Its torture. And knowing that my name is spoken with venom on her tongue.. knowing the thought of me is linked with hatred.. it pains me... why should I even think of this? all over some stupid crazy little girl... stupid stupid stupid girl... but why call her stupid? she's no worse than I... I was n idiot for giving myself so fully.. so completely... opening my heart and soul to someone so completely wrong for me. She wanted a life that I promised I could give her.. but deep down I knew I couldn't. Its not me.. btu I fooled myself.. thinking "love" could change things.. make things work. But life isn't like that. So .. in essence.. I led her on... let her think I was someone I wasn't... I told her forever when I meant this moment... I promised eternity when I could hardly promiss tommorrow.. ... but its all okay... because I've met someone who understands me... someone who might just be able to let me feel what love is like again. She understands I'm flighty.. she knows I run away... and she's willing to run with me... instead of condeming my instability, she embraces it. Maybe I am a fool for putting hope into her.. maybe i'm wise to do such... maybe its time I came out of this apathetic shell... time to make new memories... new connections.. new songs, new smells,... new love. but that chapter has yet to begin... I just wish the last chapter could of ended better... I never wished anything but good for her.. and she got it. Its good to see her move on so well. It's good she's happy with him.. it's good he's a better man than I... its good her life has moved on to better things... too bad she hasn't hoped the same for me. Oh well... her chapter in my book is over. Like most dramas... it started good, and ended in disaster... but I think its better that way. but honestly.. sincerely... truly... I am sorry for the way things turned out.. and how I handled things... but I can't honestly say I regret it... I wouldn't of learned what I did... and I wouldn't be who I am today. I hope things continue to turn out well for her... and maybe one day, if we see each other in passing, we can pass with a friendly nod, wave, or a simple "hello, how are you?". that's all... wow.. this was long... |