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cthulhia
And, I still wish *I* had a tape of that concert. It's out there, but I never got a copy.
Although, I must confess it was not done out of self-love, for I had so little then, but out of the desire to have anything like a wedding ever. Some part of me would love the 8 bridesmaids and luxury and fanfare. Some part of me is burnt out on how little it has to do with the life that follows, and the broken-ness of watching the players make those discoveries. White lace and broken promises.
I still hope that someday I will have to try and gather up the scattered flower wreaths, (there were 9, I have 2, genericelse had 2, and I forget where the rest went) and burn them at my spouse's wake, freeing me to marry again. And she feels the same way about me too.
Even if in marriage we do seem to get along better, we both want more than the other has ever given us.
So far, we both know we want to go to the black fuzzy divan to read and soon.
Although, I must confess it was not done out of self-love, for I had so little then, but out of the desire to have anything like a wedding ever. Some part of me would love the 8 bridesmaids and luxury and fanfare. Some part of me is burnt out on how little it has to do with the life that follows, and the broken-ness of watching the players make those discoveries. White lace and broken promises.
I still hope that someday I will have to try and gather up the scattered flower wreaths, (there were 9, I have 2, genericelse had 2, and I forget where the rest went) and burn them at my spouse's wake, freeing me to marry again. And she feels the same way about me too.
Even if in marriage we do seem to get along better, we both want more than the other has ever given us.
So far, we both know we want to go to the black fuzzy divan to read and soon.
