dear delilah








Fathers, be good to your daughters; daughters will love like you do.

you are the strength and the weight of her world

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Stream her with roses and daisies, dear mother,
let all that she speak be all that that she hears.
For no higher, no higher let her forehead doth grow;
and so dote, dote my mother, my mother so dear
and let her run free with a conscience so clear


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Sunday, 10 June 2007

I Sometimes I look at you, and I see a person who is princess of her own world, held so high up that you can't see these people who care about you down here. We may not think you are the princess of our worlds, but we care enough to want you to be part of our lives, simply because we love you.
But you don't seem to care whether you see us or not. It breaks my heart, seeing those people's efforts to love you go down because you don't acknowledge them.
I won't wish ill on your, dear, but I can only hope that you will let us into your world, or sooner or later, we might just fade away. Not that you would care.

II For the first time today, you seem happy to see me. I'm not sure if my eyes were opened for once, or a change of attitude occurred, but I hope to get to know you more. You are a lovely girl, in fact, all of you are wonderful people. And it might take some time, but I will struggle to fit in with you all one day, because all of you are worth it. And I wanted to say thank you. Thank you, for that smile.

III I'm not sure what is going on between us. I would say that I am better than how I was before, but that is not enough for you. And I take comfort in knowing that you believe I can do more. I am grateful for all your efforts, and all the days since I knew who you were. Time pasts so fast, and a year has gone by just like that. And it is amazing to me that at this time, we are not deteriorating, but growing. I love you.

IV I wish we were closer, I truly do. But I think of you constantly, and it pains be to have to listen to secondhand news. There's no way to approach the situation now, and I wish I could be there to help you heal, to tend to your pains. I love you, but I can't reach you. All I can do is hope that you know you can approach me anytime. I'll be here with open arms.

V I couldn't ask for a truer friend. Thank you hon. Gorby Sucks.

he told me that I've done alright
and kissed me till the morning light