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the pain of the known

Web

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I've known you for such a short time.. that groovy person that you can't describe why you like them... you just do. I want to be your very best friend, I want you to confide in me your life, your love, your thoughts. But those wants are so far away... Your already slipping between my fingers, should I have held on tighter? Your outgrowing me, or maybe I've outgrown my usefulness. I see myself as just another distraction for you, another interest you don't have time for. What hurts the most is that I knew that this day would come, I knew you'd move on to bigger and better things. Why couldn't you need me? Why couldn't you want to keep me around, for old times sake? So many people come to me for advice, can't you do the same? Keep me in your life for at least that one thing, to be the voice of reason, like I am for so many others...
I wish for more time, as your walking out the door... leaving me behind, like an old pair of sneakers that don't fit anymore.
[ 20 April 2002: Message edited by: Web ]
 
What hurts the most is that I knew that this day would come, I knew you'd move on to bigger and better things. Why couldn't you need me?
the worst is knowing... the worst is when you can actually SEE the end of something good.
that's something i'm dealing with in my own life right now.
no matter how much happiness i have in this moment, it is mixed precariously with sadness... because of the knowing when, where, even what date, it will all fall to shit.
like it never even was.
like it never happened.
i'll be another sad fucking memory.
Your already slipping between my fingers, should I have held on tighter?
there's a quote about butterflies, do you know it?
something like,
let it go,
and if it comes back to you,
it was meant to be.
trust that.
 
Web youre speaking from the point of view of my life. Ive always felt like the voice of reason to the people around me but the one person I really wanted to help didnt want it, or maybe just felt that I couldnt help.
Your outgrowing me, or maybe I've outgrown my usefulness. I see myself as just another distraction for you, another interest you don't have time for I used to feel this way too, but I mustered the guts and spoke to her about it (one of the scariest times of my life) and now i understand that thats not it, its that she feels so secure that Ill always be there that she feels she doesnt need to be calling me everynight and stuff like that.... makes me sound sorta taken for granted doesnt it ;) lol. ahh I could quote this whole thing and give you examples from my life but i wont. Ill just say that you mind cooks up reasons that are way more sinister than the real thing..... dont let it run riot on you.
 
Thanks for your kind words E-girl & harraser...
Weather my "cooked up" reasoning is way off bat, I just spilled out what I was feeling at the moment... it's not like it's written in stone. Feelings can be mecurial... and as moody as I am, that's pretty much a given.
Either way, it's all good. I'm just glad I have a place like this to express those mecurial feelings... and I'm glad I have groovy people like you to talk to about it. :)
 
Web,,,
It just reminds me of a song lately, a country one at that,,, something about you gotta know the lows to appreciate the level.
Honest, I really enjoyed and can relate to your poem, thanks for sharing,,
not a cool one :)
cherub
 
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