Sunday, July 17, 2011

What Wasted Unconditional Love...



What you did to me made me
See myself something different.
Though I try to talk sense to myself
But I just won't listen.

Won't you go away,
Turn yourself in
You're no good at confession.
Before the image that you burned me in
Tries to teach you a lesson.

What you did to me made me see myself somethin' awful.
A voice once stentorian is now again meek and muffled.
It took me such a long time to get back up the first time you did it.
I spent all I had to get it back, and now it seems I've been outbidded.

My peace and quiet was stolen from me.
When I was looking with calm affection,
You were searching out my imperfections.

What wasted unconditional love!
On somebody...
Who doesn't believe in the stuff.

You came upon me like a hypnic jerk
When I was just about settled.
And when it counts you recoil
With a cryptic word and leave a love belittled.

Oh what a cold and common old way to go.
I was feeding on the need for you to know me
Devastated at the rate you fell below me.

What wasted unconditional love!
On somebody...
Who doesn't believe in the stuff.

Oh, well.

Saturday, July 09, 2011

Prince.

I honestly don't know why I ever bothered dating men who don't like Prince. Having learned the error of my ways, I will be sure to *never* repeat my past mistakes. Seriously. So amazing.