The Magic Lamp

A cavern full of mysteries, an abode of love, a minaret in the clouds, my place away from my place, a home away from home...

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Location: Sacramento, CA, United States

An instructional designer, writer, bookworm, cooking fiend (hubs likes to call me Gordon Ramsay in the kitchen), novice baker, coffee shop junkie, fan of all things fun!

Monday, January 29, 2007

Silence...

...that's what you'll get, dear friend, for being the way you've been to me. You may have forgotten all your little sins but I know you havent forgotten mine and for that reason, subconsciously, my attitude has changed. Change is permanent and unfortunately, you're on the wrong side of it. It could have been different...now, I'm surprised at the way you are...as if nothing had happened. You could have let nothing happen but you did, and while torn and bruised, I gave you my apologies and you lapped it up magnanimously. However, I think only I see this side that I dont like anymore and you apparently hate.

I need to be away from you and from all this for a long while...by doing my duty and nothing more. I think you'd understand this best. You've got more than I do, at any rate...you've got my little reflection all unchanged and unspoiled...the way you want it to be, the way it's fit into your plans, I'm glad at least that reflection will have the will to be by your side through thick and thin...

...while I fade into the beyond, covered by the darkness of your convenient memory.

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