Dear JH: Our Relationship In 12 Short Verses
Can I call you?
I miss your voice, your face, your strange noises.
You’ll never guess what happened today:
Nothing.
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Stranded, in the middle of your dreams, and your capabilities.
But we’re here together,
By some twist of twisted fete.
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And you’re tired. And just a little bit sick.
And I worry for you, but then again,
Maybe you’ve got it all under your ccontrol.
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So open and truthful, it seems to me,
But maybe not as much as it appears.
Always putting on a show,
Never knowing when to be offstage: your fear.
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Talk and talk and laugh and drink,
Maybe that’ll hide the way I just need somebody,
To listen and to think, and to,
Maybe just, to drink a little more with you.
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Full of hatred and laughter and ridicule for you,
But full of love, just the same.
You talk too m, don’t listen enough,
But you’ll be there to make me laugh, and realise my capabilities.
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So here we are again.
Like nothing’s changed, or nothing’s ever been.
“So just love me, love me, love me,”
When we do.
*
So here we are again.
We don’t see the end and nothing’s moving.
“Why doesn’t someone just love me, love me, love me,”
When they do.
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And you don’t see the truth… you’re deluded.
You’re enough by yourself, and don’t need anyone else,
To lie to you, or be with you just… all the time.
You’ll learn eventually, I hope,
How much you’ll grow to understand.
Maybe you won’t, but you’ll be older,
Maybe wiser. Maybe stupider. Maybe drunker.
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But you’ll be enough.
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So here we are again.
Things are changing, but underneath,
You’re still the same: hiding a little bit of long-forgotten shame,
just under you’re cool sheets.
Just like me.
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Older than our years suggest,
Stuck with battles that are long, difficult, maybe just so useless?
But then again, maybe not. Maybe our minds are just…. tired.
Only for now.
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So until we know, until we understand,
Why don’t you just take a break?
Just look around, take it all in.
And listen. Just listen. And don’t talk.
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