You called today
I didn't want to open my eyes.
I didn't want to face another day alone.
The night was bad enough.
And I noticed that the pillow was damp again.
It's not that I felt sorry for myself.
It's just that life is so Goddamn short.
Life is a one-shot deal as far as I can make out.
You live, you love, you make the world a little better.
Then you die and it's all over, forever.
Politicians, generals, dictators,
and countless other rude, obnoxious people
all vying for your time, and fighting over your life.
to find an island,
where we could lay on the beach and make love
and walk naked in the breeze. Our own little Eden.
You damn right I would, just the way God picked 'em.
I'm not a little person who needs permission.
I know what apples taste like. They are delicious.
go to the park, sit on a bench and eat one.
But it isn't the same. I know it never will be.
I come home again, leaving the apples behind.
I notice that the sun is shining for the first time,
and I don't feel so alone anymore.
Maybe sometime we could wake up together. You think?
you must learn how to hurt.
You love, you hurt, you love.
It's called living.
It's not a male thing.
It's a person thing.
To all the women I have loved
that you could open and play with when the mood hit you.
But I always broke free and flew away didn't I?
I've often wondered what you thought
when you opened the box one day
and I wasn't there, smiling up at you.
You felt oppressed, hurt and afraid.
I played along because I didn't know what else to do.
But I soon tired of your selfish ways,
and left quietly when you were sleeping,
realizing that you would get along fine without me.
You laughed and loved and made me feel
like the richest man in the world.
We made love for hours,
and the hours melted into lifetimes,
and I forgot the deathly silence of being alone.
even before we made love, even before we became friends,
we fell in love and explored love from the other side.
Some of you have wanted me to fly and said so.
Some of you flew along with me for a time.
You are the lovers I miss. You know who you are.