dedalus Posted August 12, 2012 Share Posted August 12, 2012 “Love don't make things nice - it ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and to love the wrong people and die.” - Moonstruck You know the way you just run into people, as if by accident? Strangers, I mean; this is definitely the main theme in all our lives. I've often heard children can’t choose their parents. So what? I say parents can’t choose their kids. You take what you get, but when it comes to chance encounters, you never know what will happen. This is a poem about you, by the way. OK, I may not know your name, sorry, but I know you very well. This same stuff has also happened to you, don’t even begin to deny it. How did you meet the first boy or girl you ever slept with? How did you meet the person you married? When did you start thinking, Omigod, I wish, I wish I’d waited. Never at all? Liar. But that’s all right, because we all tell lies to ourselves. We have to prop up the façade of who we think we are, who we think we want to be. Hey, it’s normal. Otherwise you go quietly insane, take pills, jump off some fuckin bridge, steer the car in the oncoming lane. Reality is not good for people. We need our little ways of avoiding it, and if you don’t fall down the stairs, get shot, don't board the wrong plane, you make it to old age. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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