its good to be released of the past... to be able to just dance freely to the music that the universe hands you...
but sometimes you look back...
i remember one of the pieces i gave you at christmas about a hundred years ago and how you never even bothered to ask what it ment. maybe you thought you knew what it ment, but if you figured it out for yourself then you are a smarter man than i EVER gave you credit for.
sometimes i wish i had that back. i wish you would collect all the things ive ever given you and put them in a cardboard box. then show up at my doorstep some time unexpecdily and shove the cardboard box at me and say "heres all your stuff back" in a huff. i would give you all your stuff back in a cardboard box, but the only things you ever gave me were a dead bouquet of flowers and a sympathetic ear and the flowers crumbled apart and i lost your sympathetic ear a long time ago. i never wanted your sympathetic ear. all i wanted was your friendship.
there are small pieces of my heart imprinted throughout those pieces. you will never know because you never bothered to ask.
don't bother now. leave me to dance without you, becuase thats the way you wanted it.
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christmas time this year is lovely. i finished my shopping back in november so this paycheck i am buying some chains for my car tires. this saturday we are taking a drive up to one of the villiages in the park and going to eat at the lodge resteraunt, all fancy like.
we delivered vegan christmas cookies to people whom i care for today. it was fun to drive around and stop at houses where they werent expecting company. most people live out in the country and never get unexpected guests. juanitas house was the bomb. reminded me of the house i mostly grew up in. the only difference is my house was a famr house and her house is an old fire house. weird.
but sometimes you look back...
i remember one of the pieces i gave you at christmas about a hundred years ago and how you never even bothered to ask what it ment. maybe you thought you knew what it ment, but if you figured it out for yourself then you are a smarter man than i EVER gave you credit for.
sometimes i wish i had that back. i wish you would collect all the things ive ever given you and put them in a cardboard box. then show up at my doorstep some time unexpecdily and shove the cardboard box at me and say "heres all your stuff back" in a huff. i would give you all your stuff back in a cardboard box, but the only things you ever gave me were a dead bouquet of flowers and a sympathetic ear and the flowers crumbled apart and i lost your sympathetic ear a long time ago. i never wanted your sympathetic ear. all i wanted was your friendship.
there are small pieces of my heart imprinted throughout those pieces. you will never know because you never bothered to ask.
don't bother now. leave me to dance without you, becuase thats the way you wanted it.
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christmas time this year is lovely. i finished my shopping back in november so this paycheck i am buying some chains for my car tires. this saturday we are taking a drive up to one of the villiages in the park and going to eat at the lodge resteraunt, all fancy like.
we delivered vegan christmas cookies to people whom i care for today. it was fun to drive around and stop at houses where they werent expecting company. most people live out in the country and never get unexpected guests. juanitas house was the bomb. reminded me of the house i mostly grew up in. the only difference is my house was a famr house and her house is an old fire house. weird.
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