What do you do with a woman who brings light into your life,
and then flicks the switch off? What do you do with a woman who swamps you with
colour, and then flings mud in your eye? What do you do with a woman who sets
your adrenalin racing, and then awakens your demon? What do you do with a woman
who thrills and disappoints alternately, and
whom you know you also disappoint? What do you do when you’ve willingly
accepted the pain of saying ‘enough’s enough, goodbye’ several times already,
but she keeps coming back and you still can’t resist the challenge? What do you
do with a woman whose actions seem to speak differently than her words?
And what do you do about the fight that’s going on inside
you between the young, optimistic idealist and the middle aged man who’s
striving for realism, especially since you know that you’re never going to meet
this person and, even if you did, there’s no way you could be anything other
than platonic acquaintances?
What do you do, eh? What?
Give up? Carry on riding the rollercoaster until you’re
ready to pass out? Jump from a high building and hope you die before you feel
the pain?
OK, the last option is a bit melodramatic, but try putting
the following four characteristics into one person and see what you get:
Romantic
Idealist
Optimist
HSP
Oh, and you can add the adjectives Impulsive, Frank and
Sincere, just for good measure.
The result can be a bastard at times, believe me. And I’m
aware that I’m probably wearing far too much on my sleeve here, but frankly, my
dears, I don’t give a damn. This has
to be expressed somewhere.
I finished trimming the biggest and toughest of my hedges
today. There; that makes everything all right again.
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