Thursday, June 12, 2003 :::
I prefer to sleep alone. I need my space to dream. I tend to flail. Many bed partners have been slapped unintentionally. (Some disservingly, but unintentionally.) I walk alone in the rain, don't want to share my umbrella or else I'd be half drenched. I'd rather be fully dry and walk alone. Rather be a 3rd wheel then appear in a flat pair. I'd rather be happy alone then contently coupled. My time will come, I am young yet. And I'm busy. Sure one day I'll settle down. Some buck will nab this filly. Or I'll tame myself. (I'm quite picky.) Starfish don't need a mate to procreate. Grow 'um myself, make sure they're grown right. Sure seeing other couples sometimes makes me long for what I don't have, and at night before I fall asleep the bed's often lonely, but I'm always glad to wake up alone- with a sigh of relief at my own company. Others are not to be counted on, if I love myself enough for two. Friends come and go and become preoccupied with their own lives no matter how many bonds are shared, so it is with acceptance for this inevidable parting that I love. Because how many best friends does one aquire within a lifetime? And how many last that long? No one can promise me forever and follow through, so I'd rather not hear the words and be dissapointed. I'd rather wake up alone then next to you.
"I could have been somebody else, but now I'm me this time"- Pete Yorn
::: posted by Jen at 12:10 AM
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