By Shadygirl   ed4u@hotmail.com
Date: 22 October 1998

Getting Greedy

The past made your eyes
bleed.
My past. 
(perhaps ur own lightning as well)
And I find myself 
apologizing
to you
for what 'he'
did to me,
for assuming your
strength
equalled mine,
for forcing you
to display
true emotion.

And when my 
arms surround your neck
"I'm sorry"
suddenly seems absurd.

I need YOU
now.

Why is it
the verbal path to my past
always
brings me to my knees
and then finds me
standing
to help you
to your feet.

"I need YOU
now."

"I got you back 
on your feet, didn't I?"
he smirks
his accomplishment
apparent
in his eyes.
"Don't get greedy."


I need you
(to leave)
now.