There’s just no denying it. No point. No point whatsoever. Nope. It doesn’t matter what anyone says. It doesn’t matter what the rational brain tells me. It’s simply how I feel. I love ya. I love ya, I love ya, I love ya. People can have shortcomings. And be loveable. Just get your shit together okay? Because I love ya. Love the way you take my hand/arm. Love the way you touch. Love the way you look at me when you’re really there and in touch. You’re good. Inherently good. You just got some crummy patterns. But inherently good is the most important thing. Okay. Did I mention I love ya? It won’t change. So that’s the conundrum. God is laughing. God MUST be laughing because of this situation. I can’t wait to find out what happens next because right now, I feel like I’m watching my own personal movie.
I love ya.
the star watching wonderer 🙂
This article appears in Feb 5-11, 2009.