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By darwin Date: 2005 Mar 09 Comment on this Work [[2005.03.09.18.52.20018]] |
| i've wanted to play it safe too often. to toe the line, and come out clean and squeaky. i tell people that i don't like confrontation, but there are these moments after one, that i feel more alive then before. sometimes i even start them, condescending and all. i take evil pleasure in stealing that last piece of pizza off the cardboard. i've lied to lovers and to family, but mostly to myself. i lie that i'm happy with my place in life, my job, my body. i dream of running off to london one day, london because i only speak english. i'm too wimpy to try for germany or france. and i would do it all, i would hit the next plane, but there you are. you are this amazing constant in my life, this anchor that keeps me wise, keeps me honest and keeps me here. i stay because i know that without all these frail excuses, i wouldn't have you the most important thing ever in my life. i even let you have the last piece of pizza. i keep myself nice and safe, because i know what being polite is now. there may not be anymore colors or fanfare, but i see this rainbow every time you come into my line of sight. i would live a million days in this drawn cold world, telling people the gods honest truth, if it meant i'd wake up next to you in the morning. |