sex, there was no us... we didn't know each other enough to really be an us.. and not for lack of opportunity, we just didn't want to know... bringing him in the middle of that was not going to change what it was... thus the situation upgraded it's self into what it is... and it's not going to change being what it is until we stop playing games and give this thing a name... lol!
lust or love?.. when i think of what us is, i think of it from beginning to end.. not middle to current... i can't see the gap between now and then but i know what will will become of me (this) ultimately... and i can see what can become of you... just not the journey we take to get there... and whether or not you are holding my hand... is metaphorical... holding someone's hand give the intention to never let them go... so if you both have to then carry a 3rd or 4th, or even a 5th... through this life is easier.. becoz together we are stronger... right?... and perhaps that's why we're not us (a we)... you have a tendency of repeating myself.. i think i've heard the same 1 00 or so stories 30 or so times... so when you ask me if you like repeating yourself, i just don't answer... because obviously you do... my new word is tumultuous ... i wanna whisper it like hummingbirds do daffodils along with words like tempestuous, confound, flummox, cantankerous, equanimity, quiescence, abeyance, enamored, besotted, & crapulent,.. just because... all i can think of to describe what it is now... we are an us... we're just walking up the mountain... so we're gonna struggle for a bit.. but when we reach the peak... and really see what it is.. we'll look back on what it was an laugh..
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