Aluraune Lorenzo / Comments

…Why?

I don’t know… Maybe, because when someone knows everything it’s giving them the power to completely destroy you but trusting them not to.
-I heard that somewhere and it seems so true.
And I trust you… but… I just don’t know.

And that poem. What did you think when you read it?

I say things I don’t want to, not lie compulsively. What I said was true, just not what I wanted you to know.

I… Alcohol does strange things to me… I start out fun and happy but later I become… I don’t know. I just start saying things I shouldn’t. I really don’t know what the ‘rest of it’ is…

I feel like there’s more I should be telling you, but for the life of me I can’t think of what that is. I’ve already told you so much, is there anything I’ve left out?

All ready understand?

Yes, totally. Typo's just distract me, grrr >:/
No, no, it was a very insightful post. It was nice to read something with depth :)

I'm sorry, but I must go.
Goodbye.

“If Only for a Moment” was written right after we spoke for the very first time. You reawakened some lost fire I had. For the first time since… I felt alive. I smiled a real smile, didn’t have to fake a laugh. You truly fixed a broken heart.
But with that came all the fear and paranoia. A patched heart can break again. A removed mask can be put back on. And a life can turn back into a lie.
As much as I want to enjoy our friendship… There’s always something in the back of my mind trying to ruin it. Telling me to go back to the sad little girl who never let anyone in because I’m afraid, I’m afraid I’ll get hurt again…

And this isn't even the half of it. I'll be able to explain better when I'm more coherent...

Because… I just can’t. You wouldn’t understand…

Oh, I want to… I really do… but I can’t…

Ding ding ding! 100 wins to Joey!
You’re not the only one who grins in such a way. ^^

I see that as a challenge. I bet you can’t tell me whatever you want to. Heck, I’d be willing to bet 100 wins on it.

You shouldn’t fear telling me anything, honestly. No matter how embarrassing it may be. ^^
And I’m honored to be one of those special people.

Well, I’ve managed to get two poems out of you, whereas you’ve gotten two and four lines out of me… You still win.
But, thank you for the poem. You’ll never know how much it means to me…

Erm, sorry? Did I anger you?

Oh, I understood the coherency part. But, obvious..? I’m drawing a large blank here.

Explain what?

I’m sure whoever it was written about will like it too.
Ah, now I feel like putting up more of my own pathetic poetry!

Then I shall go read it and enjoy it. ^^