Friday, January 14, 2011

I'm a little tea pot.

she used to look like me, years ago. (You thought I wouldn't notice.)
i bet she used to laugh with you then, just like i do now.
used to look at you with that same mischevious grin that i bestow upon you today.
we even have the same eyes. (Or didn't you notice?)
and through these similarities I have realized that you do not love me. You love what you want me to be. Her, from a time long ago.
You, from a time long ago.
 A time when you were young. and free. and had not the cares that you do now.
You want what I possess. youth. freedom. the possibilties in life that have passed you by. You want to be free. from yourself. (You thought I wouldn't notice.)
and I, I remind you of her. and of yourself. and of a time that has long since passed.
and that is why you love me. (Or didn't you notice?)

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