Conversations with a broken lady #17

‘Should we go ahead and take back the person that’s in our heads?’ she asked me as the sun came down, ‘should we forgive and forget all the pain they came along? Should I accept him back just because the memories are driving me mad? I don’t know what to think anymore, I know what my heart wants but I don’t think my brain speaks the same code.’
‘There’s something you should know,’ I replied sincerely, ‘the people who can brake your walls, and make everything just grow and glow, can brake you too. There is some kind of danger in every relationship, you give yourself to the other person and you expect, hope maybe, that they’re going to treat it good, when you’re in love you’re blind and insensitive to the consequences, you hide yourself from the bad in the world and you expect everything to be as magic as the moment that you were with that person. But when the ultimate reality – to quote Huxley – comes, you’re not yours anymore, there’s some crucial parts missing, the parts you gave away, for a good cause surely even if it doesn’t feels like it right now. And those parts are what you’re missing, you can try ahead and live them with someone else, it’s never going to be the same, but it could be better anyway.’
And we stood there, filled with questions without answers as the moon came up and we hugged, she cried and the caterpillars laughed.

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Love me for one night

Playing with women hearts
Hurting mine,
Come on you Superman
Say your stupid line
Drag me out
Make me feel alive.
I’ll love you to death
Tonight and tomorrow
I’ll leave to the rest,
I’m just so hollow.
I’d make you mine
And forget about life
I’d chase you around
Every bar you are,
I’d drink to our romance
And forget my true love
I’d live a lie
Hiding from the one.
Dear, be mine
We’ll have fun
You’ll think I’m yours
I’ll think you’re  mine
If I lay next to you,
But my heart will beat
For another miss.
I’m a mess
Not only my hair
But all my being
Surrounded by craziness.
So I won’t know what to do
And I’ll fall in your arms
And I’ll love you dear
Till the edge of the world
But I’ll also write poems
About other lovers
The ones I failed
The ones I created
The ones I left.
I don’t want to hurt you
Or do you any damage
But my being is savage
And it could never please you.
So let me love you
Even for one night
And I’d offer you
From this heart a rhyme.

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