I have a friend who likes to tell me that I have a calming aura as his litter of stray kittens proceeds to envelop me on my arrival. As his dog lays at my feet. Sometimes I like to think he's right that I exude peace and kindness. Other times I think maybe I just attract the sad and broken the weak and needy.
I don't necessarily think highly of myself but I live with an old dog and a young cat to whom I am the world. Sometimes I doubt my strength but I live with an old dog and a young cat both of which view me as their rock. Sure the dog whines constantly poor ******* has arthritis and sure the cat's a little wild I did scoop her up crippled and alone in front of my house. And sure sometimes I feel alone and broken but I come home to an old dog and a young cat and a small piece of my heart finds its' way back.
I listened to my younger brother on the phone. He told me a friend had killed himself shotgun under chin. There was an open casket at the funeral. They'd patched him back together as best they could but some things you just can't fix. My brother said he looked like an alien foreign misshapen. Without thinking I responded "You're at the age now brother where people will start dropping like flies for no good reason and you'll have to learn to deal with it." My brother is nineteen. What is wrong with a world in which that statement is the truth?
I invested my soul and mind into this relationship The least i expect is that you give me a proper reason as to why we can't be together now These years of my life that i put in for you Don't these mean anything to you? Just when i thought our journey together would culminate into something beautiful... ...you're quitting on me How can you do this? Tell me something very honestly ...did you ever truly love me?