Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Paved with
Ouch.
Nothing like a few sharp comments from a well-meaning friend to wake you up.
(I'm still smarting.)
The good intentions behind the words make the wound sting even more. (More than if you were my rival, more than if you were my enemy.)
I guess what you're saying is: Snap out of it.
And wrongly or not I say, "Let me hope."
And rightly you say, "No."
And wrongly I say, "Ok."
What you're really saying is right, right, always right, grounded in common sense; logic, reason infinite.
What I'm saying is, "wait, wait wait wait. Wait just one damn minute."
But I give in anyway.
Becase I dare not, I dare not.
Nothing like a few sharp comments from a well-meaning friend to wake you up.
(I'm still smarting.)
The good intentions behind the words make the wound sting even more. (More than if you were my rival, more than if you were my enemy.)
I guess what you're saying is: Snap out of it.
And wrongly or not I say, "Let me hope."
And rightly you say, "No."
And wrongly I say, "Ok."
What you're really saying is right, right, always right, grounded in common sense; logic, reason infinite.
What I'm saying is, "wait, wait wait wait. Wait just one damn minute."
But I give in anyway.
Becase I dare not, I dare not.
Labels: Boys
# posted by me lah @ 9:30 pm 
