When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
Siren's Song
Sunday, January 18, 2004
I just chewed on something like 10-12 packets of seaweed and gulped down a huge mug of iced milo. I wonder how you're doing now.
Are you tired?
Are you feeling cold?
Are you febrile?
Have you eaten your fill?
Are you resting?
Does your throat still hurt?
I don't think I've worried this much for a guy before. The sense of helplessness and despair was overbearing when I touched his burning hot forehead, yet couldn't do anything to lower the temperature.
No dear, I've not forgotten about the ba gua trip today. Besides the practicality of coming back to school first, I just didn't wanna take for granted some of the things you say. I don't ever wanna feel the pricks and piercings of empty words and broken promises again. That much fear of being let down again was gradually and progressively instilled in me by different people in my life. I didn't wanna stay at home to wait for news, or be pesky and ask you about the ba gua thingie.
You thanked me, when I should be the one thanking you. Thanking you for meeting me in your sickness, thanking you for bringing joy and laughter into my life. Thanking you for feeding me and buying me soft cones. =)
Tabula rasa. Learn and unlearn. I wanna start loving you with a new clean slate. What others were or are doesn't matter. You are different.
