Feb 05, 2008 14:51
Another drabble.
"This Confusion"
I can't say that I'll miss this confusion, this roller coaster I'm on that takes me up and down with your moods. When you're up, I'm up, and when you're down, I'm down. That's the way it has to be. I'm just as perceptive of emotions as anybody else, and I find it difficult not to be empathetic with someone I feel so close to. I wish I knew why you treat me so coldly when you're down, and then so affectionately on your way up. I wish I wasn't so confused about that.
This confusion is only natural, since nothing is truly certain in life, except death, but I still resist it. I want to know--I want to know everything. And I want you to tell me. Otherwise, I'll have to guess, and I've never been any good at guessing. Once I know the truth, I won't be confused anymore, and I won't miss it at all.
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