Mister, Mister
i haven’t thought about you in forever. truly. until last night. i just couldn’t shake you from my head. no sleep. well, ok, three hours max… maybe. and for what? nothing. absolutely nothing.
i can’t write you. i can’t see you. i can’t phone you or e-mail you. why? because i would rather die than risk the humiliation. risk rejection. again.
i’ve thought of sending you this link. anonymously. just as a way to stay in touch. without really being in touch. but, i’m afraid to show myself. on so many levels.
besides, i’d probably regret “showing myself… “
this is my safe haven. my saving grace. where i can say anything. without judgment. without fear…
where nobody knows my name.
edited 6/5/08: embedding disabled on original video… had to substitute this newer one.
May 2, 2008 at 6:55 am
“You don’t know me, you don’t wear my chains…” I love this song. I’ve been living this song lately - dreaming of an escape, a way out, starting over…. I had never seen the video before… love it.