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.
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I don’t mean to justify myself…
Explain that it was not about
What you need to suppose
Of me you fathom half my reality
Half my fantasy
And you say you know me
I’ve run out of ideas
To explain how I feel
The same thoughts bring
The same words
Cannot repeat myself
Be redundant
I must wait
See if I can write
About you and me
Or them
Or him or her
I’ve run out of ideas
And though I spend
Half my life observing
I feel it’s the same old story
Life is the same old story
And now you believe
I am depressed
Because you think you know me
But of me you know…
…Only half of it.
19 comments:
Love the image but the words are phenominal!
Exactly how you ring my bells Dulce, i loved every words,you bring lines into real strikes of passion..the photo took my breath away..the feelings..you are MIND BLOWING me Querida..love it!
abrazitos :)
I get this Dulce...More than you know...
Oh how much of this I related to. Your poetry has been carrying me through a rough time...I don't comment all the time...but just know your words have been healing.
xoxo
I love this.. LOVE IT.
I feel this way every time someone just thinks I'm going through a phase and in reality I've been going through this phase forever
well... truly honest and open. I wonder how many of us would be brave enough to confess such thing to our current partners? definately a feeling and thoughts that i can relate to! Great read/poem.
the fallen ballerina tells only half the story as well...
is it ever really possible to wholly know someone else???...
hmmm....?
sigh.
nice. how little we really know...
I get this too! Love your words!!
What lovely images. And what sad words.
Dulce this is sad yet beautiful...and i truly understand...
wow. this is so rich in feelings...and that part of me that has always fought back identifies so strongly with this. Your writing is awesome Dulce...Stay strong out there ok...☺
I have wondered--but not too much, grin!--ever does one know even 'only half of it'? I don't even know half of myself--and have stopped ruminating.
I think nobody WANTS to 'know' me any more than 'for the moment' because everyone has their own lives to live, their own families and beliefs, causes, loves, issues--financial and health.
Yes, I DO know how you feel, from your blog--but in reality, I know "...Only half of it."
Relax!
Peace!
--nothing-special-a-roni
♥♥
it's not easy looking back to walk forward -
your gift, so lovely my dear sweet one
It’s all reality too me. This is so good.
this is pretty darn amazing. how well, really, can we ever really know another. or another, us, for that matter. lots of love to you!
Better to sharee half-content that's original by itself than trying to 'fill-in' the other half with repetition and redundancy and repetition and redundancy. We don't have to share everything.
To know only a little bit of you is such a joy, dearest Dulce. I am glad of that!
People see what they want to see, half of it may be us, half of it is what they want us to be
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