Lessons
He taught me many things - for example, why one must always think things through. Alone, at first, then with the acknowledgment of others. We had it made. Our apartment was tidy and us and now it’s bare and I don’t remember where it went. He was there until the beginning, always a saving voice. It was always about the others. He could cure diseases with his smile; I’ve learned that I did not own him, and they were begging for his steady hands, his clear eyes. The world wanted him more than I did, so I let him go.
She, on the other hand, taught me to take my time. It was years ago. We were young, and I wanted it fast, and she would put her arms around me and say no. Always to wait. I couldn’t wait, but her patience spilled over, slowly, like a blanket of seas. It would embrace me, and I wanted it. All of it. Soon I recognized my need was different than that of what she required of me, and the waters crashed and ebbed, and my heart was heavy with the weight.
That was before. They taught me what I now know, and I’ve known that the proper way to smile is to show your teeth, that to use your feet is to dance, that to open your eyes is like thanking the day. And I wish my arms were long enough, strong enough to take everything and pull them close to me, even if it hurts, so I may drink the happiness, the madness, the excitement, the unending misery.
I can’t wait to fall in love!
She, on the other hand, taught me to take my time. It was years ago. We were young, and I wanted it fast, and she would put her arms around me and say no. Always to wait. I couldn’t wait, but her patience spilled over, slowly, like a blanket of seas. It would embrace me, and I wanted it. All of it. Soon I recognized my need was different than that of what she required of me, and the waters crashed and ebbed, and my heart was heavy with the weight.
That was before. They taught me what I now know, and I’ve known that the proper way to smile is to show your teeth, that to use your feet is to dance, that to open your eyes is like thanking the day. And I wish my arms were long enough, strong enough to take everything and pull them close to me, even if it hurts, so I may drink the happiness, the madness, the excitement, the unending misery.
I can’t wait to fall in love!