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Date Posted:10:45:41 05/03/07 Thu
I laugh as I look back over this page and all that I'd written.
Remembering how I clung to the words of those few
I thought I loved.
But now I've grown
And learned
Not to love
Anymore.
Nobody has touched this heart in years.
And nothing hurts anymore
Take a bow boys, you've done well.
.
.
.
.
.
…Well I suppose I'll continue…
That would be a poignant ending
But 6 years is a long time to end there.
The previous statement was perhaps not entirely true.
And can any one statement be after 6 years?
I may very well say thank you.
For teaching me a lesson.
A lesson I had not acknowledged learning until now…
It doesn’t matter how much you’ve been rejected
It’s how much you reject
So thank you boys.
A swell example you've set.
Now I'm cruising on 24 and all alone.
By choice.
But that's not entirely true
i'm never alone really.
And if I were, I would not have chosen that road.
See, it's not that I don't want the love you have now
I just don't want to stop
And think
About how “ you” could happen again
…Or how I could.
(There’s no telling with me these days.)
Oh how lonely, the cautious heart!
Always fearing
The repercussions,
Possible shortcomings
(Or worse) withdraws
Of this “love” people talk about
In story books and movies
But can’t find in real life.
(or haven’t found as far as I can tell)
So I continue on.
With all my company.
My (expendable)
Company.
