I Forget

I forget, that people actually read this blog.

And so in my moments, when anger and pain
stunt me,when all I am capable of doing is sitting home
and wallowing, I blog.

And all that time in between, when I am out and about
at work and play, socialising, bar-hopping
shopping, cooking, eating, karaoke-ing
all that time,when I am A-O-K....
I dont blog about, because frankly, there is no time to.

So at this point, suffice to say, the more I blog,
the more, I am upset.
The less I blog, the happier.

The Bee and I have our issues, our ups and downs
and god sometimes I just wish it was that easy to let go,
forget, erase, delete, utter "be gone with you!"

But its all the moments in between, its stupid jokes
and barking laughter and cloying cute-sy names
and mind-reading(selective)..its the fact that my hands don't
seem to fit anywhere else that makes me try, try again.

Its our history, spread across continents, landing here
and still trying to find balance, and to tell you the truth
I don't know if we'll ever find it, but every time we
do break up, I can never find it in me to survive it.

He's good, so great, when he wants to be.