Every Rose has It's Thorn

I obsessively loved someone deeply for two years that I could never have. Well I had him in some ways, but never in the way I wanted. I finally had to face up and end the relationship. Hardest thing I'd ever done in my life.
 
Technically, every rose has many thorns... possibly dozens.

Lately, it's been tough for me to find the bloom.
 
Well...I think maybe I posted something I wasn't supposed to. Maybe I missed the point. :eek:
 
Everything has different meanings to different people and you posted as what you thought it was about. I don't think there is a right or a wrong answer here. ;)

Ok. :eek:
 
this morning, i was sitting on my front porch, drinking coffee. there is a 20' rambling rose, with baby pink flowers, that covers the porch. i was just trying to drink my coffee and wake up. i looked at the rose bush, whom in midsummer's heat no longer has spring blooms. just lush thick foilage. sharp... but if you run your fingers slowly up the stem, you can feel the smoothness coupled with the spines and thorns. creeping up one of the limbs was a single morning glory vine. last year, a coworker gave me some seeds. i planted some, and scattered the rest aong the fence, but none of them had shown up yet... i completely forgot about the seeds i had scattered. the single vine has four brilliant blue trumpets. poking through the leaves of the rose bush. it was like she had laced up through the sharp edges of the rambling rose, and bore beautiful moments of brilliant blue - like the sky on a clear summer day. i can't wait to see if there are more, and what they look like if they ever bloom together. :rose:
 
Neuroses up the wazoo, no self esteem and a general dislike for the rest of the human race.
 
A tendency to go too far to the point I meet myself coming back around the corner.

Drama. I'm a very dramatic person by nature, and tend to imbue everything I do with an overblown sense of 'THIS CUP OF COFFEE I'M MAKING IS LIFE OR DEATH.'

Anger. It's my fuel.
 

Well at least I was halfway on the right track.:)

My faults. I'm impatient, horrible social anxiety, no tact, way too anxious, I very rarely let people get close to me, I'm not a good friend. I may not talk to someone for months at a time.

Master says I'm too often withdrawn. I have a very short attention span. Too many emotional fears. Probably too overprotective as a parent. I trust almost no one. I can be rude at times. Hot temper.

Huge emotional masochist. To the point where I self sooth with self loathing. Although I don't think that one is always a fault.

I can't think of anymore right now but I'm sure there are tons more.
 
My biggest flaw is that I'm always trying to make everyone happy which is stupid and impossible. I neglect me. I turn myself inside out for them and they don't even want me to. It's kinda dysfunctional.

:eek:
 
An inability to accept unfairness and injustice. Right or wrong, I don't know. I do know when someone's being shafted, or their reality isn't getting adequate consideration, and it works to bait me into an irrational state. I don't like being screwed, but I absolutely can't resist the fight when someone else is being screwed.

Laziness. Well, technically I'm not lazy, I'm always on to something, but I have a terrible inability to balance out what I throw my energy into at a given time. Can't multitask.
 
Impatience. Pridefulness. A dirty mouth. I don't know what it's called, but I suck at follow through and getting stuff done.
 
Okay, I was really happy with you for the "What I like about you" thread because of the song it summoned up.

Now I have Poison stuck in my head. POISON.

ACK!
 
My thorns:

Overdramatic, quickly frustrated, impatient, a drama queen, a tendency to make a mountain out of a molehill, negative thinking, wanting to be perfect, and i am tempted to drink.
 
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- procrastinator
- coward
- apathetic
- shallow
- quitter
 
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Okay, I was really happy with you for the "What I like about you" thread because of the song it summoned up.

Now I have Poison stuck in my head. POISON.

ACK!

I think it's safe to assume that we listen to the same types of music. *sigh*

I don't like poison enough to be happy about them being stuck in my head, ya know. :mad:
 
Sometimes it is just about the words, not the band.

We both lie silently still in the
dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside
Was it somethin' I said or somethin' I did
Did my words not come out right
Tho' I tried not to hurt you
Tho' I tried
But I guess that's why they say

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Yeah it does

I listen to your favorite song
playin' on the radio
Hear the DJ say love's a game of
Easy come and easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has it ever felt like this
And I know that you'd be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow I guess


Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like the knife that cuts you
The wound heals, but the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved our love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead if making love
We both made our separate ways

Now I hear you've found somebody new
And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
 
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