introspection

January 28, 2015 at 1:50 pm 17 comments

i look at you

and

i do not know who you are

~ anymore ~

~

what

i do know

is

you are not the person you used to be

~

i do not know

if i should love you,

hate you,

admire you

or

abhor you.

i know nothing.

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17 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Dom DiFrancesco  |  January 28, 2015 at 7:10 pm

    Sounds like quite the conundrum, I hope that someday you figure it out. πŸ™‚

    Reply
    • 2. words4jp  |  January 28, 2015 at 11:12 pm

      I do not know…..I just don’t know!!!!!!! Yikes…..

      Reply
  • 3. georgeforfun  |  January 28, 2015 at 11:44 pm

    Reblogged this on georgeforfun.

    Reply
  • 4. Brenda Davis Harsham  |  February 3, 2015 at 3:54 am

    Dang. I’m not sure I would like this said about me. Very moving words.

    Reply
    • 5. words4jp  |  February 3, 2015 at 3:35 pm

      Thank you. I do have the most interesting conversations with myself. πŸ˜‰

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      • 6. Brenda Davis Harsham  |  February 3, 2015 at 8:26 pm

        LOL The words touched, somehow. Long relationships are prone to moments like this one.

      • 7. words4jp  |  February 3, 2015 at 10:29 pm

        True is that….I have been hanging with this person for almost 50 years…..

      • 8. Brenda Davis Harsham  |  February 4, 2015 at 2:13 am

        That is a long time, my friend. Breathe.

      • 9. words4jp  |  February 5, 2015 at 3:49 am

        I know….. Coming up on 50 years……

      • 10. Brenda Davis Harsham  |  February 5, 2015 at 12:08 pm

        Wow!! That’s 2 and a half generations. My friend’s theory on why divorces are much more common now is that the average age of marriages around the 1900 was 7 years — mortality was much lower. Lasting 50 years is extraordinary!

      • 11. words4jp  |  February 5, 2015 at 1:13 pm

        I wish it was 50 years of marriage;) the relationship I am referring to is my own – as in me, myself and I!!! My marriage last 13 years and I will never, ever do that again. πŸ˜‰

      • 12. Brenda Davis Harsham  |  February 5, 2015 at 4:25 pm

        Oh, what a concept. You were talking about you? I like that! Sorry I was dense. πŸ™‚

      • 13. words4jp  |  February 6, 2015 at 1:03 am

        No, you are not sense at all. ☺️

  • 14. kittykatsbitsandbobs  |  February 10, 2015 at 5:05 pm

    Oh my god! Been there sweetheart.

    Reply
    • 15. words4jp  |  February 10, 2015 at 10:40 pm

      nothing like a healthy dose – or is it unhealthy? I have not a clue – but I ‘introspect’ all the time!

      Reply
      • 16. kittykatsbitsandbobs  |  February 11, 2015 at 7:59 am

        I spend nearly all my fucking time looking inwards!

      • 17. words4jp  |  February 11, 2015 at 3:01 pm

        me, too. arghh….

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