Monday, February 1, 2010

Three Men, Sex & Lyrics

Three Men & Sex -

There are three men in my life that I adore with all my heart. Special men. Men who have touched my life, my heart, my mind somehow. Two of these men are currently my best and dearest of friends, there's a third man, who is a man I could love forever, he's probably, according to my idea of the ideal man, the perfect man.

I believe one of biggest reasons why I get along so well with these three incredibly special men is because of the lack of sex. Perhaps I'm wrong. The thought occurred to me yesterday, when while picking up groceries and thinking of these three wonderful guys, I realized that the one thing there is in common is that I have never had sex with any of them. Sex complicates things...


On Lyrics -

Today, I stumbled upon a song I had never heard before, it was playing in the background and a line came into my auditive focus, making me stop what I was doing to pay attention to the lyrics... I wish I could feel that way sometimes and in a while I feel that a part of me does...

'Okay so I was wrong about
My reasons for us fallin’ out
Of love I want to fall back in

My life is different now I swear
I know now what it means to care
About somebody other than myself

I know the things I said to you
They were untender and untrue
I’d like to see those things undo

So if you could find it in your heart
To give a man a second start
I promise things won’t end the same

Shame, boatloads of shame
Day after day, more of the same
Blame, please lift it off
Please take it off, please make it stop

Okay so I have read the mail
The stories people often tell
About us that we never knew

But their existence will float away
And just like every word they say
And we will hold hands as they fade

I felt so sure of everything
My love to you so well received
And I just strutted around your town
Knowing I didn’t let you down
The truth be known, the truth be told
My heart was always fairly cold
Posing to be as warm as yours
My way of getting in your world
But now I’m out and I’ve had time
To look around and think
And sink into another world
That’s filled with guilt and overwhelming shame'

- Shame, The Avett Brothers



*Currently listening to Percussion Gun by White Rabits*

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