Tell me
am i wrong for feeling sad
am i wrong for missing you
am i wrong for thinking that if only i'd been able to find the right things to day
the right things to do
the right social posturing
all the right things i never know what to do
that maybe at least things wouldn't have gone so
horribly bitter
so unlike any way i would ever want anything to be with anyone i know
oh this hurts
i was wrong to love you
and i couldn't help it.....you were so...so...
so just the right color
so just the right music
so just like a puzzle piece that was always supposed to be there
and you are so easy to love.
and i was weak.
you were so like dancing with someone who flows like
like....
maybe like those fish when they spawn
they always know where the other one is
they always move in harmony
the lateral lines allow them to do that
you and i have no lateral lines...so i don't know.
i was wrong to hurt
wrong to cry
wrong to wrestle and fight and struggle
to try to understand
to try to fix, to unbreak, to solve the impossible equation
but even impossible equations have a set range of potential answers
to not be able to believe that you hate me
to not be able to not believe it
god, whatever i did, it was fucking wrong!
wrong to let someone in so close
to those ancient wounds
they all tell me wrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrong.
they are heartless to say that
i would rather be wrong than heartless.
but
i hurt you
and upset you
and scared you
and made you uncomfortable
in spite of never having wanted to do any of those things
i don't know if i am able to do any things right.
:-/
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