Satin you know where I lie Gently I go into that good night
All our lives get complicated Search for pleasures overrated Never armed our souls For what the future would hold We were innocent
Angels lend me your might Forfeit all my lives to get just one right
All those colors long since faded All our smiles all confiscated Never were we told We'd be bought and sold We were innocent
Yeah this prayer is for me tonight This far down that line and still ain't got it right
And while confessions not yet stated Our next sin is contemplated Never did we know What the future would hold Or that we'd be bought and sold No we were innocent
Fuel - Innocent
I know this feeling all too well. I have felt it before when I lost all hope for my marriage once before. When the rejection of my affection got to the point where I withdrew from her to protect my own feelings, I also started feeling like I needed something to numb my pain. Worse was the feeling of having to do something - anything - to feel again rather than to just have that awful numbness.
I'm trying very hard not to do those things again. Maybe that's the difference this time around, more control and seeing things as they really are.
I'm still waiting for a reply from her about my "Love Letter" to her. I did ask her Saturday if the things that I write to her and say to her mean anything at all. She did say "yes they do have meaning for me". She was still sick and was not up to talking about it at length because of her scratchy throat. I asked that she tell me what she was thinking when she was up to it again. I will wait for a reply...
Here are links to all of my threads that I have posted here. The list has gotten so long they won't all fit into my signature file any longer:
