Thank you for making things clear
As there was always something unsaid
Now my questions have all been answered
Although not the way I imagined
I won't complain or lament my greatest years
Though they surely were
I won't suddenly cherish what I've lost
I've been no angel, I'll take the blame
I'll just remember our trip to the Mouth of Truth
When we were forestalled by a wedding
We laughed with the people in the party
Though we could not understand the bride's reply
We embraced as the young couple kissed
And walked hand-in-hand to the outdoor cafe
Never realizing that we did not
Even know the right questions to ask
Last night you finally
Made your hard admissions
Your hand resting in the maw
And lo, you were not bitten
You said you love me
And of this I have no doubt
But then you said
We would never again be we
La Bocca della Verita'
sank its teeth into me
But I know as you slowly set me free
So too will the truth give release
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sounds like we have something in common, or maybe i missed the meaning of this one, hows life bug, eddie
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Eddie: Don't know if we have something in common, but life isn't all that bad. Either that or things haven't hit me yet.
(((((Lynn))))
I totally totally love your positive spin, Bug! Keep it up, man!
Love,
~d
Either things are not so lovely in your world, or you've been hiding in my house listening to conversations that are happening here. If you are indeed hiding in a closet, please show yourself - and would you mind running to the store for a pint of Ben and Jerry's for me?
However, if you're going through my same mess - I just want you to know that you're not alone.
Val: If I were to hide in your closet, it wouldn't be your current one. ;-)
I'm just getting a little surgery of my own. Hopefully, when it's all over, there's be less pain.
One pint of ice cream, two spoons?
*hug*
I'm sorry bug :(
Is this a new happening or old?
La Bocca only bites if you tell a lie. You never have to fear the truth.
Mez: Hot off the presses. It was I that was bitten as she spoke, not she.
But I can't really bitch, can I?
Now you've got me bawling, Bug. I feel all the emotions and extend a hug across the miles. Eloquently written, as always.
Wow.
well...the truth sets us free...
xx
((((bug)))
xx
pinks
Powerful writing as always, Bug.
I identify with much that you say here. There are many ways to interpret such lines as;
"We laughed with the people in the party
Though we could not understand the bride's reply..."
Great stuff. I look forward to more...
Bugwit, I have not known you long or well. I understand why you wanted me to be happy Apollo came home.
God bless you, Bugwit.
Pinks: Quite literally in this case.
Winters: Well, we will see if there is more to be seen.
Molly: Thank you.
Chicky: Sorry I missed you before. THank you for the hug.
Jesus, baby. Get out of my head, will you? There must be a lot of this going around, lately.
Tits: Ummm...okay.
I'll never understand the I love you but we can't be together shit. My previous boyfriend gave me that same crap. Confused the hell out of me and I'm still not completely over it nearly 8 years later. I hope the truth will be kinder to you in time.
Kat: Well, I understand, at least in this case. It's not all her. But she still surprised me.
No life is really good, i get on with what i have to do and work on me every day, the out look is good
Passing thru to see if you are still keeping your positive attitude...
♥
~d
Eddie: Same here.
Tildy: Yes I am. Thank you.
Hey you. Email me. I believe you have today off. I'll drop you a line.
Nicely done love. Hope this day finds you well.
That really hi home for me.
Chicky: I'm free today, yes.
Jess: Very well, thank you!
Jali: Yeah, later it may hit home for me, too.
:)change is the only constant
I'll make my entry here, Bugwit. I'm drawn to a tangle of words.
* "Now my questions have all been answered
Allthough not the way I imagined"
-- yes.
* "Never realizing that we did not
Even know the right questions to ask"
-- yes, yes
* "So too will the truth give release"
The questions frame the possiblities for answers, and if the answers are any good, they lead to greater questions. Thank you for this reflection, Bugwit. It finds a place in me to stir further pondering. Have a great weekend.
anon: Except when you die. Morose? Sorry. :-)
Fool" Thank you so much for dropping by!
A 'tangle' of words? Interesting choice of words. :-)
You live cheek by jowl with someone for so long and come to feel that you know them as you know yourself. Realizing otherwise is jolting. We've both been jolted.
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