Dark Sweet Lady

[ivybgreenflower]

This reminds me of me (Pseudo-Spaniard) and Bianca (Dude she's the real thing!)
And it makes me break down and cry because no one in the world will ever call me his dark sweet lady. No one. Ever. No one will love me. I am doomed.

My dark sweet lady
You really got to me
You gave me everything
I've really fallen.
You came and helped me through
When I'd let go
You came from out of the blue
Never have known what I'd done without you.
My dark sweet lady
Your heart so close to mine
You shine so heavenly ... and
I love you dearly.
-George Harrison, 1979
It's not fair. It just isn't. I keep praying and hoping and asking politely. I've asked God and John and George and Jeannine Carr and every dead family member I could think of.
It just doesn't work, I am doomed.
I don't want to be that bitter old lady with the cats.
I don't even like cats.
I don't even like old ladies.
Sigh. The sooner I accept it, the sooner I can move on.
It doesn't make it any easier.
I keep thinking, my bouts of anger and sadness and all the tears and the racing heartbeat... that all went away when I had someone to call me his dark sweet lady. And it all came back when he left me. I stood up straighter... I smiled... I laughed... I loved, I cared, my grades were better... I was so happy...
If this makes me weak, so be it.

I hate you. </3 - @12:01 AM

Comments

[living-in-ennui.livejournal.com]

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[ivybgreenflower]

Don't feel bad. Eat a banana instead.
Ivyette

[living-in-ennui.livejournal.com]

I'm not particularly fond of bananas.

[ivybgreenflower]

Nah, me neither. How about... oooh... french fries!
Ivyette

[living-in-ennui.livejournal.com]

Too greasy.

[ivybgreenflower]

Hmm...
*thinks*
Cookies?
Ivy

[living-in-ennui.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

[ivybgreenflower]

K.
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