Jesse the Token Homosexual (dragonabsolut) wrote,
Jesse the Token Homosexual
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lonely nights.

Its not being single that sucks. Not all the time. I have lots of friends, I have a healthy sex life. What really gets to me is sleeping alone. I hate it. I want someone to hold, another body laying next to me to cuddle up to. Someone to wrap up in my arms, and feel their heartbeat, try to match their breathing, the gentle caress of two people sharing an intimate moment as they pass from this reality to the next.

I wish I could find that. Tonight, as so often, I spent time with a couple friends. But at the end of the night, they went off together to cuddle, and I went to my room, alone. Its not that I begrudge them their intimacy. It simply reminds me very directly of how I long to have that intimacy myself, how much I wish I could find someone just to curl up next to and share my own moment of intimacy.

Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.

With that said, I end tonight with the lyrics of one of my favorite songs of all time, by the incredible and moving Tina Lear, songstress extraordinnaire.

The Road Home

there is a road that I know of
we're not meant to travel alone
take my hand and we'll make it
we'll make it all the way home

why are we locked in?
we work ourselves so thin.
why do we hide what lives deep inside
and never show where we've been?
in despair, I left my prayers
but now there's a voice in the wind

(it's saying to me)
there is a road that I know of
we're not meant to travel alone
take my hand and we'll make it
we'll make it all the way home

do you have a friendship
that's bleeding by the road?
do you know how to pull over now?
let your heart know what it knows
chances are you're not so far
from figuring out how it goes

(say to your friend)
there is a road that I know of
we're not meant to travel alone
take my hand and we'll make it
we'll make it all the way home

does a stranger need us?
is she bitter and cold?
her soul's wound up tight
she's tired of the fight
maybe she needs to be told

there is a road that I know of
we're not meant to travel alone
take my hand and we'll make it
we'll make it all the way home
take my hand and we'll make it
and maybe, we're already home
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