(wrote this not for myself, but for someone else)
In distant places and hidden emotions
are the only place where i'll find thoughts of you
for you have distanced yourself from me
and that is all Im left to do
I awake...depending on the day,
you may be there beside me in presence
I sleep...you may be there telling me a story
about when you were little
I go through the day and I smile
every once in a while in remembrance of
your face.....
that is the only way it can be for now
I used to think that we'd get over this...
somehow be civil and that you...
you were different from everyone else...
that maybe you we're sane in the way
that I see myself
Maybe I thought that somehow
you would not be stubborn with me
like I deep inside already knew you would be...
I should have known not to Jade something fragile
That maybe you would not recover
as easily as the rest
That if I wanted it bad enough...
you would forgive me
I should have known
that you would not go through the motions...
the way we have all gone through them before
I wonder from time to time if I made the right decision...
or if I acted in haste for whatever reason
I only know that I had to leave then
I only know that I handled it in the wrong way
I only know that I miss you
I'm not saying I made a mistake...
I am not saying I was right...
I am just saying that sometimes things happen
Sometimes you wish people would react in this pattern, that you've imagined they would
That way it would be okay...
Yet...
each person is different
Each has their own way of dealing with things,
excepting them and moving on
That is why at every cross road...
with every decision...
you need to remember,
that everyone is not like you....
or like me...
Love is a strange thing You love for yourself
You love for others
and you love for love...in hope that love will love you back
In distant places and hidden emotions
are the only place where i'll find thoughts of you
for you have distanced yourself from me
and that is all Im left to do
I awake...depending on the day,
you may be there beside me in presence
I sleep...you may be there telling me a story
about when you were little
I go through the day and I smile
every once in a while in remembrance of
your face.....
that is the only way it can be for now
I used to think that we'd get over this...
somehow be civil and that you...
you were different from everyone else...
that maybe you we're sane in the way
that I see myself
Maybe I thought that somehow
you would not be stubborn with me
like I deep inside already knew you would be...
I should have known not to Jade something fragile
That maybe you would not recover
as easily as the rest
That if I wanted it bad enough...
you would forgive me
I should have known
that you would not go through the motions...
the way we have all gone through them before
I wonder from time to time if I made the right decision...
or if I acted in haste for whatever reason
I only know that I had to leave then
I only know that I handled it in the wrong way
I only know that I miss you
I'm not saying I made a mistake...
I am not saying I was right...
I am just saying that sometimes things happen
Sometimes you wish people would react in this pattern, that you've imagined they would
That way it would be okay...
Yet...
each person is different
Each has their own way of dealing with things,
excepting them and moving on
That is why at every cross road...
with every decision...
you need to remember,
that everyone is not like you....
or like me...
Love is a strange thing You love for yourself
You love for others
and you love for love...in hope that love will love you back
