where are you?
I know exactly where you are, and that is what bothers me.

again I lose my head.
rolling rolling
making making
love love.

Once she quoted destruction to my face,
I laughed and lost my saving grace,
And then I learnt the first mistake,
The good ones are never yours to take.

Once he smiled and looked me in the eye,
I shrugged and made no move to lie,
And then I gauged my second error,
In place of love there lies terror.

Once they turned to guide me with hands,
I strayed and refused to make amends,
And then I made my third blunder,
One loose thread, all rips asunder.

Once it all was torn down before me,
I stayed to mock needed charity,
And then I found my fourth fault,
Feel it deep or not at all.

Once I was challenged with these four wrongs,
I told them what I had known all along,
The final lesson I had yet to conceive,
For your flaws, you should never grieve.


ETA: today at the chinese restaurant for dinner, while we were waiting outside for a cab, a random woman came out for a fag.
in the five minutes that we were there, I found out that this woman:
1. had only been married to her husband for 6 months before he died
2. 12 days after his death, she found out she was pregnant

sometimes I meet people, and I don't know what to do.