Fleeting Friendship

A seemingly fitting poem for the death of a friendship that clearly meant less than it should have.

Near Enough

Parting is such sorrow
So say goodbye tomorrow
Romance is so tragic
And dying is such magic

You slip away
But where do you go?
And if you stay
How could you ever know?

You're dying alone now
Our love has gone home now
You scream and I hear you
Still no one is near you enough
Near enough to watch you die

Something with Substance

Why must girls be conditioned to want something they're NEVER going to get? Guys for that matter as well.

Guys are conditioned to want women with bodies that don't exist (without airbrushing or surgery) and they have to "settle" for a less than perfect woman when in all actuality there is no such thing as a perfect woman in the first place.

Girls, on the other hand, are conditioned to want the perfect romance. They're conditioned to want this unshakeable love that only exists within the realms of fiction. Even the more realistic depictions of romance still have this ideal, this notion that there is somewhere out there a forever kind of love and that someday your prince (or princess) will come and sweep you off your feet. And then, of course, there is the question of "well, what if I'm the princess who's sweeping someone else off their feet, who's going to sweep me off mine?"

And that's what I really wonder, I wonder why I always find girls who just take and take and give nothing back. I am a romantic, passionate, compassionate person who can cook, give good massages and is good in bed. Not to sound full of myself. But, seriously, I am a GOOD girlfriend. And yet, I can't seem to hang on to a girl. My longest relationship was almost 2 years, but before that the longest relationship I had was 2 months. And all these girls, they had issues, I won't lie. I doubt they'd deny it. I mean, I had the one who left because her church told her Jesus would stop loving her, the one who said "I think you care about me too much" which, I just, I mean, what!? Then there was the one who punched me in the middle of campus because we got into an argument about the fact that she was treating me like crap (way to prove otherwise, right?) and lastly the emotionally distant Russian girl who just recently stopped loving me and can't even figure out why. Hers is the harshest blow because I care for her so much and she just wants to be friends now and how can you be friends with someone you've fallen in love with? What am I supposed to do?

When will I find love? And, let's be honest, I'm pretty sure everyone is thinking the same thing "I don't know but you're probably not going to find it here". *sigh* I just want more than what life has to offer me right now. And this desire, this craving, this hunger...this need, is killing me from the inside out and it's not fair to anyone, especially me.