Dear MAN: I Love you BUT
Marwa Rakha
October 15, 2009
Dear MAN (July 2008)
With the power of my thoughts I summoned you
and with a blink I made you vanish.
On a dark trip your spirit shall wander
and as it gets darker you shall believe in me.
Ungrateful creature, I am your heaven and haven;
Ingratitude is a sin, and sinners live an eternity in hell.
In mazes of confusion your spirit shall wander;
In utter darkness demons of the past shall haunt you;
Of happiness you are incapable
then you shall dwell in misery and isolation.
Have I not tried to befriend you?
Have I not held you and healed you?
But alas, you are just another ungrateful creature;
Reside in darkness and dwell in fear.. I thee curse.
Know me or know me not... I am a collector;
for when you were not looking,
in your core, I planted my seed.
Before you know it,
I shall grow in your soul
like a leafy tree of a hundred years.
Dear MAN (July 2009)
Before reading any further I want you to know that I forgive you; actually I was never angry enough at you to hold a grudge ... not hurt enough to wish you ill or to send you bad thoughts. I do not hate you and I never did ... I do not think I ever could.
You asked me if I have summoned you with the power of my mind again but I am not sure what summoned you; was it today when I was cooking bamia (Okra) and remembered you? Was it yesterday night when I remembered the contrast of your skin and mine and missed you? Was it last week when I bought an outdoor bed for the terrace and remembered how when we first met we used to watch the sunrise together? Was it when I bought flour, vanilla, and powder sugar and wanted to bake chocolate chip cookies for you? Was it when I opened a brand new bottle of your favorite perfume after I ran out of my current perfume? Was it when I ran last month into a writer's block and I had to re-live certain moments of "us" to get inspired? Is it when my hair grew longer and curlier and I realized that it has been forever since you saw it? .... I really don't know which one of those days managed to summon you.
I admit that I think of you a lot and I intentionally push the thoughts away because I made a conscious decision that we cannot be together. I understand why you do what you do to push me away and I understand why you are "a jerk" - using your words - and I blame you for none of it. Understanding the reasons is not enough to make this work; you need someone who can put up with it and I am not that person. I told you over and over what offsets my safety valve and you tried to change - I really believe you did - but then your nature took over and every time it is a worse breakup than the time before. It is no use trying again. I have a good head on top of my shoulders and I will not bang it against your wall again.
I love who I am when you are in my life; sexy, feminine, happy, glowing, and peaceful from within. But I hate the person that comes out when you are that jerk; nagging, insecure, angry, bitter, and ... a cheater. I do not need you to reassure me that I am a good girl or for you to take back any insults. I know who I am and I am so in love with myself ... I love myself enough to stay away from you - the spark that does not fade away no matter how much dirt you put on it ... the man who inspired my best work over the past year. I love you but no thank you.
With the power of my thoughts I summoned you
and with a blink I made you vanish.
On a dark trip your spirit shall wander
and as it gets darker you shall believe in me.
Ungrateful creature, I am your heaven and haven;
Ingratitude is a sin, and sinners live an eternity in hell.
In mazes of confusion your spirit shall wander;
In utter darkness demons of the past shall haunt you;
Of happiness you are incapable
then you shall dwell in misery and isolation.
Have I not tried to befriend you?
Have I not held you and healed you?
But alas, you are just another ungrateful creature;
Reside in darkness and dwell in fear.. I thee curse.
Know me or know me not... I am a collector;
for when you were not looking,
in your core, I planted my seed.
Before you know it,
I shall grow in your soul
like a leafy tree of a hundred years.
Dear MAN (July 2009)
Before reading any further I want you to know that I forgive you; actually I was never angry enough at you to hold a grudge ... not hurt enough to wish you ill or to send you bad thoughts. I do not hate you and I never did ... I do not think I ever could.
You asked me if I have summoned you with the power of my mind again but I am not sure what summoned you; was it today when I was cooking bamia (Okra) and remembered you? Was it yesterday night when I remembered the contrast of your skin and mine and missed you? Was it last week when I bought an outdoor bed for the terrace and remembered how when we first met we used to watch the sunrise together? Was it when I bought flour, vanilla, and powder sugar and wanted to bake chocolate chip cookies for you? Was it when I opened a brand new bottle of your favorite perfume after I ran out of my current perfume? Was it when I ran last month into a writer's block and I had to re-live certain moments of "us" to get inspired? Is it when my hair grew longer and curlier and I realized that it has been forever since you saw it? .... I really don't know which one of those days managed to summon you.
I admit that I think of you a lot and I intentionally push the thoughts away because I made a conscious decision that we cannot be together. I understand why you do what you do to push me away and I understand why you are "a jerk" - using your words - and I blame you for none of it. Understanding the reasons is not enough to make this work; you need someone who can put up with it and I am not that person. I told you over and over what offsets my safety valve and you tried to change - I really believe you did - but then your nature took over and every time it is a worse breakup than the time before. It is no use trying again. I have a good head on top of my shoulders and I will not bang it against your wall again.
I love who I am when you are in my life; sexy, feminine, happy, glowing, and peaceful from within. But I hate the person that comes out when you are that jerk; nagging, insecure, angry, bitter, and ... a cheater. I do not need you to reassure me that I am a good girl or for you to take back any insults. I know who I am and I am so in love with myself ... I love myself enough to stay away from you - the spark that does not fade away no matter how much dirt you put on it ... the man who inspired my best work over the past year. I love you but no thank you.
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