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By Misti Date: 2002 Jul 15 Comment on this Work [[2002.07.15.00.09.26933]] |
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we argue back and forth and I learn new things about myself I am a sociopath because I can talk logically about a divorce and not fall to pieces everything else you said went in one ear and out the other but when you tell me I'm a sociopath I crumple up and cry "I knew it all along," I say "I'm no different than Diane Downs or Ted Bundy..." and I am immature you knew girls like me in high school hippie chicks who promoted Free Love, Baby love without boundaries flowing like wine love love with no pretense you tell me that's why you waited until you were 28 to get married we both know that I'm an unrequited love junkie nothing new there I love the thrill of the chase the taste of lust when it's virginal and unchecked but enough about me...what are you? before we even met you read my yearning, ridiculous poems and my immature Board comments you knew I got drunk from time to time sometimes alone you knew of my baggage my funky reasons to be blue so what does that make you...a hopeless romantic blinded by love? I don't have any more names to call you. "Asshole" and "Jerk" have lost their power I love you despite all of this if you can believe it and you don't "If you loved me you wouldn't be so cold." did date night ever work? I don't know. I was miserable in Memphis negative in Nashville and meaner than hell in Manhattan. so...no, I cannot be wooed with frozen daiquiris, a tour of Graceland a tour of the Grand Ole Opry and a subway ride to Greenwich Village I am a puzzle for sure neither one of us can figure it out. |