What an interesting couple of weeks.
Phrases that have started coming out of my mouth that I cant stop...
"I'm ok."
"I'm just tired"
"I don't know"
What I find ironic, is that grown-ups
always complain that
kids think they know everything
about the world and themselves.
What I find ironic,
is that grown-ups
dont know anything.
At least I dont.
Maybe kids do know everything,
because they haven't tasted the strongest emotion.
They haven't experienced love.
So things are more cut and dry for them.
The world is round...
Math is hard...
Recess is awesome...
Throw in love,
and suddenly your not sure if the world is round.
Your not sure if math is really that hard,
at least compared to telling someone goodbye when you really want to grab him..
Recess is no longer that awesome, when you have to see him.
There are things I know.
I love teaching.
I love reading.
I love making people laugh.
Things I don't know.
The answer to the question of
"what do you want me to do?"
If my 6th graders are asking that
I can give them a straight answer.
If a member of the opposite sex is asking me.
"I don't know."
is usually what comes out of my mouth.
Give me space.
But I miss you.
Let me think.
Lets not overthink it.
We should do whats best for both of us.
We should do what feels right.
I think Love is one big contradiction.
And I cant figure it out.
So I tell myself I'm ok being alone.
But I'm lonely.
The problem is.
I'm lonely even when you're here.
I tell myself I am better off.
But I find myself thinking of you.
I tell myself I can find someone who liked me as much as you did.
But it took me this long to find you..
The soft touches,
the careless kisses,
the absent minded back rubs,
were taken for granted.
They were a drug I have never tasted.
And now I am going through withdrawals.
Was I better off without ever tasting them?
Or will I be more grateful next time?
Is it better to have loved and lost,
than to have never loved at all?
Isn't it ironic?
