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A Sweet Love Story
He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home. suddenly he asked the waiter: "would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously : why you have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea ,just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my home town, I miss my home town so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her far away hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him!Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it. After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt it was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.. Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste..But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can
live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again".Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee? It's sweet. She replied. Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.
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Dripping,Slipping,Ripping......
When words fail, and the world fails you more. That's the emptiness of pain that surrounds the moment like a smog of helplessness. The impact of death, the sink of rejection, the lack of self.... What means anything anymore, when there's no more reason for anything.
It would seem so easy, to come back to life. But the helping hand never arrives. The lips of healing never bring it back. The body..the embrace.
The sweat turns cold, the fire in the night. The time, it rips a hole in your soul. It wants you. It wants you to stay in the pit of affliction. But it passes. It always passes. Everything, passing you by. There's no where to go, no one to hide. There's no way out if you're on the outside. Looking in, looking out, for what may come next..the following stroke of luck, fate, or random happening of life to beat you down. Further, and further down. It's a bottomless pit.... It wants us all.
It's like a turbid river..and you can feel it, slipping though your fingers...and out, away. Far far away..the gushing. You crunch like a pretzel, in black hole of suffering, with waves after waves of misery. Pain without injury.
So what do we do with what we've lost...love, possession, sanity.. I don't know, I'm at a loss.. Only repetitively weakened profanity has room to escape. The driving force behind dissss ..everything.
It kind of halts the thinking process. Makes you want to give up....but giving up seems like it would take even more effort than going on. So you're stuck in the middle..of nothing. Going over and over things in your head. Things that could have been different. Things that just, could have been. Should have been. And shouldn't. If you could just decide. Go back, go forward. Anywhere but now. It's intolerable.
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Stuck In A Moment
Im not afraid of anything in this world
Theres nothing you can throw at me that I havent already heard
Im just trying to find a decent melody
A song that I can sing in my own company
Youve got to get yourself together
Youve got stuck in a moment
And now you cant get out of it
Dont say that later will be better
Now youre stuck in a moment
And you cant get out of it
I will not forsake the colours that you bring
The nights you filled with fireworks, they left you with nothing
I am still enchanted by the light you brought to me
I listen through your ears, through your eyes I can see
And you are such a fool
To worry like you do
I know its tough
And you can never get enough
Of what you dont really need now, my, oh my
Youve got to get yourself together
Youve got stuck in a moment
And you cant get out of it
Oh love, look at you now
Youve got yourself stuck in a moment
And you cant get out of it
I was unconscious, half asleep
The water is warm till you discover how deep
I wasnt jumping, for me it was a fall
Its a long way down to nothing at all
Youve got to get yourself together
Youve got stuck in a moment
And you cant get out of it
Dont say that later will be better
Now youre stuck in a moment
And you cant get out of it
And if the night runs over
And if the day wont last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass
Its just a moment
This time will pass
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