jonwong

love like you've never been hurt before

The fool doth think he is wise,
but the wise man knows himself to be a fool
william shakespeare

All the world's a stage,

 And all the men and women merely players;

 They have their exits and their entrances,

 And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages.
william shakespeare

But now I have come to believe
that the whole world is an enigma,
a harmless enigma that is made terrible
by our own mad attempt to interpret it
as though it had an underlying truth.
umberto eco

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

you smiled in tired satisfaction as i lay there taking in the world for the first time,
laughed gently as i padded around the floor with rice grains stuck to my face.
you closed the blinds on the evening sun as we curled into bed for the night,
and read us stories when sleep just wouldn't come.
you were always worried about us, always caring, always loving.

then one day you destroyed everything i thought was true.
i tried to deny it, but the facts fit like a glove.
my only question is, was his worth your children's love?

2:38 AM

Exeunt.

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