Heathcliff, it's me, I'm Cathy, I've come home;I'm so cold, let me in your window

[davanshwik]

Out on the wiley, windy moors, we'd roll and fall in green
You had a temper like my jealousy, too hot, too greedy
How could you leave me, when I needed to possess you
I hated you, I loved you too

Bad dreams in the night
You told me I was going to lose the fight
Leave behind my Wuthering Heights
Heathcliff, it's me, I'm Cathy, I've come home
I'm so cold, let me in your window

Ooh, it gets dark, it gets lonely
On the other side from you
I pine a lot, I find the lot falls through without you
I'm coming back love, cruel Heathcliff
My one dream, my only master
Ooh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away
You know it's me, Cathy

Heathcliff, it's me, I'm Cathy, I've come home
So cold...

will i ever be right?
am i domed to being a blind fool?
am i doomed to be ignorant?
Emily Bronte wrote my all time favorite book.
does any one else see the pattern?
does any one else see the fool im making of my self?
does any one else see the fool hes making of me?
does any one care?

why cant i stick to my guns?
everytime i get distracted is when the enemy can get a shot in.
if this is what i think it is, im gone.
from tucson, from here.
then im done, no more bullshit.
no one should have to go through that.
and i wont let it happen to me again.

you have one last chance, world.
prove me wrong.