but I know that I'll get through this, 'cause I know that I am strong
No matter how hard I try
You keep pushing me aside
And I can't break through
There's no talking to you
Did you think I wouldn't notice? Do you think I don't know? I'm reading from the shadows, I can't be closer, I don't want to be.
Did you think it wouldn't hurt? How can it not? So close to such light, and now relegated to outer darkness, how can that not hurt?
And every triumph you hand to one of my friends, of course it burns. Do you think I don't know it's somewhat intentional? Your way of showing you still have glory, and I, I just have what you left of me.
Do you believe in life after love
I can feel something inside me say
I really don't think you're strong enough,
No
Did you expect me to break? Did you expect me to give in? Did you expect me to crawl to your door begging for a second chance?
I beg. It's not beneath me. And I've been on the other side of such broken pleas, so to this day, even the memory of refusing such tears hooks through my psyche. But I will not beg you. Not for anything.
What am I supposed to do
Sit around and wait for you?
Well, I can't do that
There's no turning back
And I am not you. There is nothing that says I must remain, trapped in pain, surrounded by the flames of my own soul on fire. I am stronger than this. I am better than this. And I am moving on.
Of course it hurts. I wouldn't have a heart if it didn't. But that heart, that loyalty, that presence is no longer yours to command, if it ever was.
You cannot have me back. You made sure of that.
I need time to move on
I need love to feel strong
'Cause I've had time to think it through
And maybe I'm too good for you
I've thrown away so much, good and bad. I'm close to the point of being able to set out your last gift, and pack it away properly, this time. Remove the furniture, dust the curtains for long storage. And then that's the last of it, all things dealt with, all bonds cut.
There may even cease to be a reason to keep tabs on you.
Do you believe in life after love
I can feel something inside me say
I really don't think you're strong enough,
No
This is what you wanted, remember. You spun me out of your orbit. I was content to be there, your name on my lips to all I knew, your fiercest advocate bar the angel. You released me from service. You said goodbye.
And, as all should know by now...no one gets me back who's said that. No one gets me back, ever. Whether it cleaves my heart, whether it shreds my soul for long and agonizing months afterwards...no one gets me back after the parting.
And you knew that. You knew that.
But I know that I'll get through this
'Cause I know that I am strong
I don't need you anymore
Oh, I don't need you anymore, I don't need you anymore
No, I don't need you anymore
I wish you all the best, I do. I wish you every great success you deserve. I wish you all the accolades you can take, here and abroad.
But get your head together. Burn another I care for the way you burned me, and I will find a way to reach you again. Don't put it past me to find a way in.
Because you forget, I know you too.
(Lyrics? Taken from the song by Cher, "Believe".)
You keep pushing me aside
And I can't break through
There's no talking to you
Did you think I wouldn't notice? Do you think I don't know? I'm reading from the shadows, I can't be closer, I don't want to be.
Did you think it wouldn't hurt? How can it not? So close to such light, and now relegated to outer darkness, how can that not hurt?
And every triumph you hand to one of my friends, of course it burns. Do you think I don't know it's somewhat intentional? Your way of showing you still have glory, and I, I just have what you left of me.
Do you believe in life after love
I can feel something inside me say
I really don't think you're strong enough,
No
Did you expect me to break? Did you expect me to give in? Did you expect me to crawl to your door begging for a second chance?
I beg. It's not beneath me. And I've been on the other side of such broken pleas, so to this day, even the memory of refusing such tears hooks through my psyche. But I will not beg you. Not for anything.
What am I supposed to do
Sit around and wait for you?
Well, I can't do that
There's no turning back
And I am not you. There is nothing that says I must remain, trapped in pain, surrounded by the flames of my own soul on fire. I am stronger than this. I am better than this. And I am moving on.
Of course it hurts. I wouldn't have a heart if it didn't. But that heart, that loyalty, that presence is no longer yours to command, if it ever was.
You cannot have me back. You made sure of that.
I need time to move on
I need love to feel strong
'Cause I've had time to think it through
And maybe I'm too good for you
I've thrown away so much, good and bad. I'm close to the point of being able to set out your last gift, and pack it away properly, this time. Remove the furniture, dust the curtains for long storage. And then that's the last of it, all things dealt with, all bonds cut.
There may even cease to be a reason to keep tabs on you.
Do you believe in life after love
I can feel something inside me say
I really don't think you're strong enough,
No
This is what you wanted, remember. You spun me out of your orbit. I was content to be there, your name on my lips to all I knew, your fiercest advocate bar the angel. You released me from service. You said goodbye.
And, as all should know by now...no one gets me back who's said that. No one gets me back, ever. Whether it cleaves my heart, whether it shreds my soul for long and agonizing months afterwards...no one gets me back after the parting.
And you knew that. You knew that.
But I know that I'll get through this
'Cause I know that I am strong
I don't need you anymore
Oh, I don't need you anymore, I don't need you anymore
No, I don't need you anymore
I wish you all the best, I do. I wish you every great success you deserve. I wish you all the accolades you can take, here and abroad.
But get your head together. Burn another I care for the way you burned me, and I will find a way to reach you again. Don't put it past me to find a way in.
Because you forget, I know you too.
(Lyrics? Taken from the song by Cher, "Believe".)
Comments
It's a matter of integrity.
There isn't any gray matter.. it's all in black and white.
This one? This is yes-no, either-or, no middle ground.
This is me standing on the battlefield again.
But for this, I'm willing to.
Integrity has no middle path. Neither do emotions.
Gray matter comes if the ifs and buts of questioning situations.
You just let that river flow.
It makes sense to me now.
Let's see what trouble it gets me into, though. :)
As an outsider and one relating what you wrote to my experience -- you won't be getting into any trouble. You know what you believe in and what you stand for -- that's your strength.
Tell everyone else to run stakes through their balls.
*cocky smile*
*giggles*
I more meant, 'trouble', qua, resumption of war between myself and the certain other party who may or may not see these words.
But yes. Anything worth doing is worth doing well? Sure. But also, anything worth doing is worth defending.
Atta, girl.
That is precisely what I meant... the other party will probably come to realize everything you've written in your post by themselves... regardless of whether he/she reads it or not.
Call me a little off but I always did believe that what you believe in is always, somehow, transfered to the other person.
Call it telepathy... or call it karma!
It's you for yourself.
Although, losing people on the way to finding yourself is hard... being vengeful is easy... and sometimes, getting those individuals back............ is easier. *wink*
Are you *sure* you're seventeen? :)
Wise beyond your years, then, more power to your wings.
*scuffs toe against the ground*
Stop making me blush!
On a more serious note, I don't know if this wiseness is a drawback or an advantage... it hinders my impulsiveness.
Also, there is a difference between 'impulsive' and 'spontaneous'. Though it's mostly a matter of tone. :)
ah, Miza. Orr... you made me realize something about myself!
Thank you!
And for those moments when it is not, we have ice cream and chocolate.
I usually resort to Oreos, a pen and paper!
I could live in a library with the above three and be the happiest a soul can be!
Well, reading.
Sometimes, I think even bad books are better than good television, and so much of television is mediocre at best. Plus, I'm voracious, I read everything--fiction, nonfiction, cookbooks, dictionaries, religious texts, how-to manuals, histories....
Whatever attracts my attention. There's so much out there. I want to know.
I love reading anything and everything. Like I tell everyone: Learning never stops!
I love Gabriel Garcia Marquez right now. Love his work!
I only have one book by Marquez, a book of short stories, No One Writes to the Colonel, but I'd adore having more. I keep creeping through used book stores, looking.
You must read Memories of My Melancholy Whores by Marquez.
The opening line is On the eve of my 90th birthday, I decided to gift myself a virgin
It's such a profound book. It's lovely. It's a small book but by the end of it, you feel this weight--the type that comes with new understand. It can melt your heart and still harden you at the same time.