i don't know what this is
03/11/2004 05:14 p.m.
i hate to burst your bubble,
but he called me that too.
and whatever you've done,
we probably did too.
and if you think he's
never before had that conversation
that he's having with you,
well, honey, you're wrong.
he had it with me too.
the same kisses.
yep, the way he kissed me
is the way he's kissing you.
the same hugs. the same embraces.
all the same whether me or you.
i'm not saying all this to hurt you.
you're a victim just like me.
just like all the girls and boys he's tricked
into thinking, "there's only me."
i'm saying this so he'll know
that i know.
that i'm not blind to his ways anymore.
and just like i woke up to see
how hollow, how empty,
how fake he can be,
one day you'll wake up too.
maybe you'll have kids by then,
in fact i hope you do.
i think you could live together
and never wonder why
i'm saying all this nonsense,
why i would want to lie.
oh, honey, it's ok, I've been there too.
wanting to be loved, to feel pretty,
i know.
and i know it's up to you to figure out
all this on your own.
and maybe it's not my place to say anything.
maybe i should just leave it alone.
but it's hard to ignore a constant pain
in your stomach,
and maybe once i'm done writing all this,
i'll feel better.
but who knows when i'll be done?

I am currently Angry
I am listening to nothing