If I am to stay sane it is all nothing to me
if I care I am vulnerable if I react I am a fool for love
for love recognizes no other kind of being.
Or I am a monster reviled and despised
I could die for you either way
don’t think I don’t remember the whispers and smiles.
The loveless touches don’t assume I forget or forgive
odds are none of us will ever know another’s true heart
or sincere hate.
It’s not about me it’s not about you
this is just how things are
it being what it is.
No matter what after all is said and done you’re on your own
you can be engulfed by ill will or smothered in love
either way you’re on the receiving end of someone else’s feelings.
feeling wanted keeps me sane
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A common enough human emotion – keeps us sane and keeps us here. Thanks.
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