The Futility of Communication

More often than not I find that attempting to communicate with others is an exercise of futility when it comes to anything of an emotional or philosophical nature. They either aren't capable of the level of depth of emotion or thought or simply disinterested in attempting. I have learned the painful lesson that there are indeed worse things than being alone in this life.

You're Innocent When You Dream

The bats are in the belfry

the dew is on the moor

where are the arms that held me

and pledged her love before

and pledged her love before

Chorus:

It's such a sad old feeling

the fields are soft and green

it's memories that I'm stealing

but you're innocent when you dream

when you dream

you're innocent when you dream

Running through the graveyard

we laughed my friends and I

we swore we'd be together

until the day we died

until the day we died

Repeat chorus

I made a golden promise

that we would never part

I gave my love a locket

and then I broke her heart

and then I broke her heart

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How Much Longer? How Many More Times? How Do We Resolve This?

My ex and I are stuck on this merry-go-round of breaking up, me going to CA for a few weeks, no talking for as much as two weeks then the texts start, we miss each other, then I go back to AZ and we have a night or two then the anger, mediocrity, resentment and arguing start and rapidly increase until there is a major blowup and I take off for CA again...lather, rinse, repeat.

Over two years of this pattern now.