I have lost faith in gay men around my age again...
This morning, Feb. 20, 2006, I got an e-mail with my speed dating results back.
Of the 30 participants there, 29 of whom I dated, only 14 people mutually wanted to be friends with me. This means that the other 15 didn't want to be friends... I got no matching dating results.
I suppose that the 15 people who didn't want to be friends with me really miss out... I'm grateful for my friends, and I'm always happy to meet new people. Unfortunately, I will not be able to be friends with them. Anyway, I prefer to have a few close friends, than to have many acquaintances.
So, I guess I'll be taking my Gloria Gaynor - The Anthology CD onto the train.
(I will survive...)
A friend who sent me this song by Melanie C, perhaps I am feeling that too. The title of the song is called Better Alone.
I understand your point of view letting me go
But I thought you had more faith
Everything I've done for you
You made the mistakes and now you throw this in my face
And I have worked so hard for you all of this time and you cast me aside
I understand your point of view
But I can't seem to get my head around
All the things that I feel good about always seem to disappear
And every time I think I've got this all worked out
Something chews me up and spits me out
But there's nothing left to fear I'm better alone my dear
You couldn't pick a better time to give me the news
Why don't you kick me when I'm down?
I'd always believed in you
Defended your name but you have not been true
I gave you so much of my life I've compromised and you tell me goodbye
You couldn't pick a better time
And I can't seem to get my head around
All the things that I feel good about always seem to disappear
And every time I think I've got this all worked out
Something chews me up and spits me out
But there's nothing left to fear I'm better alone my dear
I know I really should thank you for setting me free
It's really amazing the changes I'm starting to feel
It's not gonna be long till I'm fit and strong
Deliverance helped me heal still I wonder if you ever wish you still had me
Will I ever get my head around
All the things that I feel good about that always seem to disappear
When every time I think I've got this all worked out
Something chews me up and spits me out
But there's nothing left to fear
No No No
I can't seem to get my head around
All the things that I feel good about that always seem to disappear
No No
And every time I think I've got this figured out
Something screws me up and drags me down
But there's nothing left to fear
I'm better alone my dear
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