She found his journal today on deadjournal. I was hiding on deadjournal. How long till she finds this one? How incriminated can I be? Can he be? Will he take it all back if she finds it, say it was just the mood of the moment? Will he be proud? Will my new life end before it has begun?
And dammit, I'm busy. I have a resume to get out, a potential employer to meet, a room to clean, a tape to make, photographs to take, places to see, things to go, people to do.
And of course, now that she has an audience, her pleas are even more pitiful and beautiful. Where was this love before? Dammit, I am not supposed to feel this bitterness. Of COURSE I know how she feels. Of COURSE I understand what she is going through. Of COURSE I know why she has every legitimate reason....
I just believe mine are legitimate too....
And dammit, I'm busy. I have a resume to get out, a potential employer to meet, a room to clean, a tape to make, photographs to take, places to see, things to go, people to do.
And of course, now that she has an audience, her pleas are even more pitiful and beautiful. Where was this love before? Dammit, I am not supposed to feel this bitterness. Of COURSE I know how she feels. Of COURSE I understand what she is going through. Of COURSE I know why she has every legitimate reason....
I just believe mine are legitimate too....
..since I could hold my head up high...
Trust me?
Then take my hand and step onto my magic carpet.
Re: ..since I could hold my head up high...