Saturday, March 11, 2006
Sing the requiem for my dreams
"This time is the last time." I'm happy for you, I swear. I'm so proud of you. But it still hurts. I still want it so bad. My heart aches, and I want to cry. But I swear I love you.
I'm not crying, I just want this so bad my eyes are running over with the pain of it. Why is crying looked down upon in our culture? It's not a bad thing. You cry when you're happy, sad, frustrated, hurting, excited, etc. So why do we consider it shameful?
It hurts to say things that you know hurt other poeple, even when you know they have to be said. When it is necessary. But it kills. Even if you don't like the person but have respect for them. If you desperately want to be friends. When you want to be friends, but have to say hurtful things because there's no other possible way for you to even start being friends.
"If I cried an ocean of tears, it wouldn't mean anything without you. And it wouldn't express half of what I feel right now." I want to fall in love...
So sing the requiem for my dream. Remember the haunting melody when your own desires hit the floor. And when you cry I'll be here to hold you. I swear I love you. Sing. Please. Mourning helps one to go on. Sing the requiem for my dreams.
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