You'll kiss them, even though you can see they're sick. Even though you know they'll make you sick.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
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23 comments:
Because you are a Mom, and that is just what you do...
Perfectly describes what I feel right now. :(
Because they melt my heart...
Broken
I will kiss them, and it'll help me heal for a little while. And then I'll get sick of them.
But know that I don't want to. Know that you've pushed me into this with your silence. I'd give anything to be infected by your drug. I'd give anything for you to save me.
I only kiss you because it heals me. I never meant to make you ill.
i'm really glad you are back expressing such real and original thougths with such an intence way.
Proud to read you...
I kissed him once and kept going back for more even though I knew it would only bring me pain and heartache in the end.
This perfectly describes being in love with someone with depression. It's hard to stay afloat yourself when you try so hard to keep them from drowning.
this is like making yourself vulnerable to someone after a long time alone. it's scary.
i agree with claudia. i hadn't read it that way initially, but its perfect.
i love honesty in poetry.
I'm fairly certain you've heard this thousands of times. But I just have to say it.
Thank you for your beautiful words. You motivate and inspire me when my life is hell right now. You genuinely lift me up with your words. Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I love you more than me.
This used to be my boyfriend and I. We would kiss no matter who was sick. We always thought that it was funny to be sick together. To take care of each other...I miss those days. Thank you for this post.
Maybe I thought we'd cancel each other out, help one another...
as it turns out, I can't stop kissing death.
i have to keep on pretending, hide my true feelings and thoughts behind fake, bright smiles, try to look happy with people and situations that I can hardly tolerate, feign interest and force myself to continue on.
I kissed him once and kept going back even though i knew i shouldnt because it would only hurt me more. Today is his birthday an i was soppose to be at his dinner but i wont be attending because we both agreed that It would hurt way to much not to together and have to answer questions from friends and family. I hope he feels what its like to miss someone who was always there but can be gone in a second because you've taken them for granted.
I can so relate to this.
This is what we call love <3
Because when you love someone it doesnt make a damn difference. You should love them more because you want to take care of them. Maybe thats your problem you love me too much. I hope you feel horrible. See how I feel.
* I will not regret this
Kissing someone even though you know he'll end up hurting you. But his love is so pure and his kisses are so sweet that you let yourself forget the bitterness. Then it hits you, full-blown, when he leaves. When you realize you shouldn't have kissed him but you did anyway. When you feel guilty for hurting because you know it's your fault for ignoring your instinct. It's a scary place to be, but once you're out, you'll be happier than ever. Believe me. I know.
I feel hurt, at times, but I would never want to hurt another soul. If I have ever hurt you, I pray for your forgiveness. There is so much I want to say to you, and what I want to say is never what I mean. I honestly feel like my tongue has been cut off and my brain is wired all wrong. When I open my mouth nothing comes out. Whatever I put down fades away. I can't bring myself to express anything, and that hurts. Do you know how this feels?
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