out_of_her_nightmare Mister Brightside "and back into mine" [[[she knocked on my door, but did not come in, unbeknownst to me, she was locking my door from the outside so that while i desired deeply to follow, i could not get out, it has been over time that i have discovered that i was nothing more than some transitional device, some momentary distraction...the words she spoke in one breath put the lie to the sweeter things she would insist were true in the other. a steady diet of nothing, and eagerly, like a hungry dog, fooled by the ringing of a bell, i lapped up the illusion to the point where i am both addicted to it and sickened by it in the same breath. I can no longer profess to love her or to want her knowing that i am practically nothing to her, and what small signigficance i may possess in her eyes is not enough on which to keep going. By now, i am finally learning not to stand on the rug knowing it will be pulle dout from under me, and quite unceremoniously at the exat moment when i am convinced that all is well.]]] 041228 what's it to you? who go blather from