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By Jon Date: 2002 Oct 25 Comment on this Work [[2002.10.25.12.43.8477]] |
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all i've ever wanted was everything you would never allow between us to fall for the ones that will never love us is something that humans cannot resist perhaps it's the challenge the thrill of it all the thrill of risking rejection with the possibility of a Hollywoodish love or perhaps it's just pure ignorance but was i really that dumb? did that kiss really mean nothing? were we really that drunk? does alcohol have anything to do with it? do friends really make the best lovers? was it a mistake to be friends first? does it even matter? could it have been love? these are questions i wish to be answered but perhaps we do know the answers and we're just afraid of the truth so we hide from it behind jokes and laughter but i need to know when we walk together down a street, in the mall, on the beach, wherever we might be together do you ever feel the need to hold my hand and just run...not knowing where to, but just to run together ...hand and hand? if you do please tell me because i no longer want to feel these feelings alone i need to know that you could love me even if you dont i need to know that perhaps in another dimension another time another lifetime there was something that existed between you and i the "and" between "you and i" is something i look at daily wishing/hoping/daring to dream it could one day be "us" the "and" that seperates us from "us" is a gap i fear will never be crossed you ask me why do i still continue to write about "us" even now, as i write this you question my motivation and my lust for writing about "us" this is me calling out for you this is a second chance for my heart this is my inspiration to live a life knowing that i will never truly know all of you this is my sorrow/regret/longing immortalized within words this is full of contradictions and confusions like you and i this is not an attempt to break into your heart this is not a confession of a hoplessly romantic heartbroken man/boy (...perhaps) this is not even a poem this is my heart this is my love this is my voice please listen... |