WhiteRose
Com-passionate flower
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- Jan 12, 2002
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You know it won't last, but you cannot stop yourself. They reel you in with their tantalizing teasing. You should know better, but you fall for it time and time again. Promising yourself that maybe this time you'll only lightly skim the surface, you enter their world, and the next thing you know they've wrapped themselves around you, involving you, sharing their lives with you.
You laugh with them, you fear for them, you cry for them. The more you open yourself to them, the more they get to you every time. And you don't see it coming until it's too late. That's when they have you, and they know this. And you need them, crave them, can't stop thinking about them when you're apart. As if they're there, just out of your reach, beckoning to you, calling you close again. It's like a drug, and you can't resist.
And you go willingly, whether to share their triumphs or wrench your heart with their sorrow, and once they have you surely within their grasp, when they know you'd rather be with them than anywhere else, that's when they drop you. Suddenly, devastatingly, you're left with absolutely nothing to hold onto.
You try desperately to cling to it them, to keep that world alive for just one moment longer...only you can't. It's just gone. They've left you behind and gone on with their lives without you. There's such a great sadness, and yes, a feeling of betrayal. Your world gone suddenly flat and grey. And all you can hope and pray is that someday in the not to distant future, a sequel will be written. So you can find them again and rejoin their world...
I hate reading the last page of a really good book
You laugh with them, you fear for them, you cry for them. The more you open yourself to them, the more they get to you every time. And you don't see it coming until it's too late. That's when they have you, and they know this. And you need them, crave them, can't stop thinking about them when you're apart. As if they're there, just out of your reach, beckoning to you, calling you close again. It's like a drug, and you can't resist.
And you go willingly, whether to share their triumphs or wrench your heart with their sorrow, and once they have you surely within their grasp, when they know you'd rather be with them than anywhere else, that's when they drop you. Suddenly, devastatingly, you're left with absolutely nothing to hold onto.
You try desperately to cling to it them, to keep that world alive for just one moment longer...only you can't. It's just gone. They've left you behind and gone on with their lives without you. There's such a great sadness, and yes, a feeling of betrayal. Your world gone suddenly flat and grey. And all you can hope and pray is that someday in the not to distant future, a sequel will be written. So you can find them again and rejoin their world...
I hate reading the last page of a really good book