I am a little emotional at the moment
so give me a break if i go on.
I wrote a song six years ago when i
was a young ,bed hopping ,whippersnapper
, finding myself and getting into trouble at uni.
The first verse came back to haunt me the other
night.
Haven't I been here before
I recognised the decor
Amusing games, a wall of flames ,a table
and a chair
A tonne of tears and chandeliers falling
everywhere.
Back then I suppose it applied to the
emotional baggage of others , the things
that ended a relationship before it had
even begun, the things you notice in peoples
walk the way the speak , the questions they ask
and the way they make love.
Today, after the longest and truest relationship
of my life , i cant help but think that it now applies
as much to me as anyone back then.
I came out of it a little wiser , yes ,,,,,,,,, but
also a little, more apprehensive , more
Romantic , more needy, less trusting and
less confident . AND IT SHOWS!!
A fitting revenge she would say if she new
, after she so easily fell in love again as if there
was nothing to it .
I endeavour to change . To get myself back
to the womanising unreliable shit that I was back
then.
So much more,,,,,,,,,,,,,attractive.
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Oh, your response to my journal entry?