Monday, March 4, 2013

I Keep it All

   "I appreciate your feelings
And I don't want to pass you by
But I don't ask you 'bout your business
Don't ask me about mine."
-Lynyrd Skynrd


   I keep so little to myself, and I like it that way. There is no filter. there is no holding back. People know what I like, and what I don't like. There is no second guessing. there is no ulterior motive. there is no question of disdain or joy. It is not different from the living room to the bedroom. It is not different if I'm clothed and talking to you about politics, or if I'm behind you, thrusting inside, with my belt wrapped around your neck. If I am interested in you, sometimes it's better to ignore me, or not be around me. Especially if you don't want someone being nice to you. If I want you, it might be best to forget I exist, because I will do my damnest to have you.
   "I have had to resolve myself to the fact that you like other women. That no matter what, you are going to continue to fuck other women", she said this painfully, laying naked on my bed.
   "Well, it's true. I do like women", I laughed, trying to shrug it off non-chalantly.
   "It's a hard thing to get used to."
   "I know, but at least you know where I stand. Also, I can guarantee, when I am around you, there is no one else that I am thinking about. I am completely invested in the time I spend with you", I am not trying to put her mind at ease. I am speaking the whole hearted truth. It's true. At least everyone knows where I stand. At least you don't have to guess. If you want, you can ignore it. You can put it out of your mind for the fleeting moments we are around each other. I am invested in you. When I want you...I want no one else besides you. I would rather be no other place, except by your side.
   Yet, when you leave. When you get up, put your clothes on, and walk out of my life. If it's for a day, a week, a year, I want the variety that life has to offer me, and so should you. That's the best part. I don't care how you live your life, except the portion of it that comes in contact with me.