Musings on a Lost Girl, a Dragon and a White Knight
The last thing I had to do to finalize the end was done today, with tears in my eyes.
Talking, joking over breakfast helped the healing start.
I miss you, even now, and will always love you.
My Dragon.
Always.
Nothing else matters.
I don't care.
About what other people see, say, feel, do, think.
Where we are, who we are with.
None of it.
Nothing will change how I feel.
And how sad I am that it wasn't enough.
Others will call you by that name.
I have resigned myself to it.
It is who you are, and that they call you by your name is only just.
I remember though, the first time I called you that, and the way your eyes glowed with power and pride.
Knowing that someone else saw the worth in you, that you had clung to all your life.
You were beautiful that day, as you were this.
I am glad that one of us is strong.
I wish you the best.
We share the same sky.
I will never be far.
Wind beneath your wings and sun on your scales, soar.
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Received two unexpected and very welcome gifts from my White Knight today.
Ani's new album, and The Action Heroine's Handbook.
The first, because I had told him it was out (released Tuesday), and he wanted to share it with me. Some songs struck quite the chord. The timing is uncanny.
The second, so he could sleep easier when he knows he won't be around to get me out of trouble.
I now know how to outrun a fireball.
Kudo's for me.
Thank you for listening, singing along and appreciating the company.
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Oh, and Ani is a Goddess. That is all.
-White Hawk
Unrequited - Ani DiFranco
He had all kinds of reasons
Why she was unable to love him
She was just too young
She was too high strung
She was afraid of commitment
But all of the theories
That he recited
Played like a song
Unrequited
And baby how long's it been now
Since you held me to your chest
And told me that you love me
More than all the rest
It's such a shame that you won't talk to me
Cause I won't repeat after you
I believe that there is more to life
We could have loved each other through
But I was afraid of commitment when it came to you
I'll tell you if there is one instinct
I just can't get with at all
It's the urge to kill something beautiful
Just to hang it on your wall
Are you just too young
Are you too high strung
To actually follow through
On all the love the you said you had
Baby I never lied to you
It's all or nothing
We're the best we can do
Talking, joking over breakfast helped the healing start.
I miss you, even now, and will always love you.
My Dragon.
Always.
Nothing else matters.
I don't care.
About what other people see, say, feel, do, think.
Where we are, who we are with.
None of it.
Nothing will change how I feel.
And how sad I am that it wasn't enough.
Others will call you by that name.
I have resigned myself to it.
It is who you are, and that they call you by your name is only just.
I remember though, the first time I called you that, and the way your eyes glowed with power and pride.
Knowing that someone else saw the worth in you, that you had clung to all your life.
You were beautiful that day, as you were this.
I am glad that one of us is strong.
I wish you the best.
We share the same sky.
I will never be far.
Wind beneath your wings and sun on your scales, soar.
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Received two unexpected and very welcome gifts from my White Knight today.
Ani's new album, and The Action Heroine's Handbook.
The first, because I had told him it was out (released Tuesday), and he wanted to share it with me. Some songs struck quite the chord. The timing is uncanny.
The second, so he could sleep easier when he knows he won't be around to get me out of trouble.
I now know how to outrun a fireball.
Kudo's for me.
Thank you for listening, singing along and appreciating the company.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Oh, and Ani is a Goddess. That is all.
-White Hawk
Unrequited - Ani DiFranco
He had all kinds of reasons
Why she was unable to love him
She was just too young
She was too high strung
She was afraid of commitment
But all of the theories
That he recited
Played like a song
Unrequited
And baby how long's it been now
Since you held me to your chest
And told me that you love me
More than all the rest
It's such a shame that you won't talk to me
Cause I won't repeat after you
I believe that there is more to life
We could have loved each other through
But I was afraid of commitment when it came to you
I'll tell you if there is one instinct
I just can't get with at all
It's the urge to kill something beautiful
Just to hang it on your wall
Are you just too young
Are you too high strung
To actually follow through
On all the love the you said you had
Baby I never lied to you
It's all or nothing
We're the best we can do