Heylala's Blah, Blah, Blah

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd. No, fly me, fly me, far as pole from pole; Rise Alps between us! and whole oceans roll! Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. An excerpt from "Eloisa to Abelard" by Alexander Pope

Monday, August 21, 2006

About A Boy

More questions than answers

More dark than light

Once so close yet now

So very far away

Still wondering what I did

I just stood still

But you ran away

Wishing we could go back

To something so real

Back to a place of truth

Instead of what we got now

It’s all so very cordial

At times somewhat forced

I think of you often

And once what was

I miss you even now

Even though you ran away

I continue to stand still

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Tolerate

Life is short I told my friend. She had just got through telling me that her marriage was on the rocks. After one divorce and then an abusive boyfriend she thought maybe this time she had got it right. The phone call left me with a less than positive outlook about love and relationships. My friend described being out of town and getting over 10 drunken phone calls in a night and even recently of being followed to the dry cleaners. At what point do you finally stop ignoring the red flags? I tried to be a hopeful romantic this year. Yet, here it is almost the end of summer and I find myself wondering are there still good relationships in the world? I hear so many romantic horror stories and love gone bad that it can be difficult to still believe. Maybe some of us are just destined to be alone. However, that’s ok. It’s a choice we make. Isn’t it better to be alone than to tolerate behavior you know is just wrong? Yet, many of us have done it before because we hold out and hope that things will eventually change and get better. Does it though? Does it ever get better? In a world of rocky relationships and broken promises I can help but wonder…

How many excuses will we make?

How long will we wait?

How much will we tolerate?

All in the name of love.