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By starr Date: 2007 Dec 28 Comment on this Work [[2007.12.28.05.44.14361]] |
| I just want to stop wanting. I can’t make it go. I’m fine for a while and you kind of slip away. I go about my little life accepting the mediocrity. Grown-ups call it stability, something to aspire to. It’s just the way it is. Someday you have to grow up and realize this may just be as good as it gets. People tell me relationships are like that. You just sort of settle in and get comfortable with each other. Before you know it the romance goes away and you’re just left with the realization that this is the where in “where you’re going”. Accept it and the yearning will stop. The needing for something new and great that stirs you’re heart will subside. It’s love rehab. After you’ve rode the drunken trip with all the ones you knew were destined to break your heart you decide to get healthy and quit the loser half-ass love addiction. What is the price, the death of passion, the making due with “just good enough”? I ache for just one more fix. I still want you like a druggie wants that last big high. I know it’s wrong. I know nothing good would come from it, just more angst. I wish they made a love methadone clinic. Maybe I could get through. Check in shaking from the thoughts of you, walk out one day closer to forgetting you for good. I wish that was an alternative, but no instead I’m stuck muddling through my feelings and trying to fall in love with stability. |