From particles we are gathered together,
And
To particles we return.
One is all; all is one.
It's the circle of life.
So,
Surely we can feed ourselves
Through this loop…
Right?
Right.
What about the dead?
Might we feed them too?
The dead decay into the soil
Ready to be consumed
By the living.
Let not their offering be in vein.
Absorb their nutrients…
Metabolize them…
Fertilize them…
Then
We might find we
Can give life to the dead.
So then
They might find
They have strength to depart.
I wish I could promise everything.
But I can't.
I know what I would promise,
But not if I could keep it.
If I could promise anything,
I'd promise to...
...never pick a fight.
...never make you feel abandoned.
...never let my own annoyances spill onto you.
...never make you feel neglected.
...never let you feel taken for granted.
But I'm not perfect,
And I am sure I will have bad moments.
So instead I will promise this:
That I will work good as I can-
...to apologize when I'm wrong...
...to show you that I appreciate you...
...to remind you that I support you...
...to make you feel secure...
...to give you patience...
...to love you...
-because that is what you deserve.
1
You live rent free in my head.
You are my first and last thoughts,
And the backtrack of my day.
2
I know when you text.
Your alerts are their own.
It's been that way for a bit.
3
You can bypass sleep mode.
Just the other day,
I swapped the settings.
I'm glad I saw that call and answered.
4
I am willing to do what I can to make this work.
But
I need help understanding what that is.
5
I am not perfect.
Know I screw up,
And I appreciate your patience.
We fill our life with sound,
But
What happens when the music stops?
You can see through me.
Not what is true,
But what exists.
You can see into my fears.
I am impressed
And
I am terrified.
What happens
When you see too much?
When the music stops,
And I am bare?
Ho pensato ci sarebbe più tempo.
Lo vedo già però.
Sta bene.
La prima volta,
La decima carta è stata il 3 di spade.
Dolore. Un cuore spezzato.
Avevo paura, fino a
Ricordavo qualcosa.
Forsa la carta indicava a me.
Non a te.
Forse devo essere
un po di più forte
e meno impervi*.
Sto provando.
Davvero.
Difficile Benché Possibile.
Sei bene.
Sto bene.
La vita è difficile.
Sta bene.
Non si può scegliere di dov'è,
E non si può vincere tutti,
Ma si fa del tuo meglio.
Sai, il tuo meglio è abbastanza.
Le aspettative sono alte.
Lo so però
È perché io credo in te.
Puoi fare lo stesso?
Credi in te stess*?
Dai. Mostrami.
The lights are painting in neon.
As we drive away
The streaks form stills.
The rearview mirror
Reveals the finished image
In full color.
Art is emotion
And tensions are high.
You paint me a picture too.
Watercolor your medium.
In the streaks we are still,
But hindsight is not 20/20.
I'm forgetful.
It's that simple.
Maybe it's proof of familiarity.
Maybe it's proof of time sink.
It's nothing special,
Never anything important.
But still...
The event
Reoccurring?
It strikes me as
Unusual.
That is all.
Dai...
Questo è casuale?
Quando ho scelto di scorrere così,
È stata una scelta casuale?
Quando le carte sono cadute così,
È stato un evento casuale?
Quando abbiamo dormito insieme così,
È stato qualcosa casuale?
Quando ho fatto la doccia lì,
E ho portato uno spazzolino,
Non è stato casuale…
È questo un accidente casuale?
No, non ci penso.
Non so cosa, però sta abbastanza così.
Abbiamo paura, ma potremo diventare forte.
Si, ci credo.
You could say I have it all.
Life is good, no actually it's pretty great right now.
I could be satisfied.
But I'm not sure I am.
There is an emotional piece missing.
Finding its fit is easier said than done.
I look inward into my dreams.
They have not been kind recently,
But I know it's just the nerves.
Recently I've been cautious.
You could say I've been metagaming
The game of life.
But it's time to let the heart
Have its way again.
Strike back out.
I looking for my niches.
I like having a spread of people,
Because I like having range.
I am the cautious one,
Because I use caution to brace.
I find adventure through weighing options.
The outside world presents an adventure.
Again Aquarius takes the spotlight.
I can't reach the Moon but I'll land on a Star.
Dueling emotions are swirling.
They're gentle, nervous, a pulling tide.
I want to follow this stream to its source.
It's time to set the logic aside.
The jaded caution needs to fade,
So the child's curiosity can emerge.
Due anime. Una notte.
Posso muovermi più vicino a te?
Vuoi giocare con me?
Vorresti andare lì per me?
Chissà se sarà facile.
Chissà per quanto tempo farà.
Chissà quando si brucerà.
O forse non?
E se il momento dura?
E se moriamo un po’ interno ancora una volta…
Ma sai, in modo buono.
Ti aiuterò riparati
Se
Mi aiuti spezzarmi.
Sarà la via in cui cresceremo
L’un* accanto all’altr*.
