Feeling restless
There must be something better
They say the grass is always greener
On the other side
Parties in LA
New Year's Day on the sea
Shopping Michigan Avenue
Broadway in New York
She's perfect you say
You almost sound convincing
No matter how hard you try
It's only a matter of time
Torn between love and lust
Not knowing the difference
Starting with a bang
Ending with a whimper
Crying that you made a mistake
Crawling back on your hands and knees
But there's no room for you here
Because it's too late
Blinded by dreams
Blindsided by reality
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Comments: 18
"Starting with a bang/ending with a whimper"
Yep, that's the way it goes in your poem and in life.
Nice verse!
Parties in LA are almost always wild. You'd be definitely getting your T-shirt wet there!
Jill, you always "get it" with my stuff. I wrote this around those two lines. Thanks for making it worth writing.
Thanks, Scott and Tina.
Rich, pain from the past so no need to feel bad for me. It makes you stronger.
Jan 13, 2008
I miss you.
This article appeared on a "related articles" list today. I thought I'd drop in and say hello, and found out I missed this beautiful work the first time.
"Torn between love and lust"..."Crawling back"..."Blinded by dreams/Blindsighted by reality"...
Very powerful words, Laurie.
Sad, but somehow triumphant...