LETTERS TO STRANGERS
...WORDS I HAVE POSTED PUBLICALLY IN VARIOUS PLACES IN RESPONSE TO OTHERS WORDS...
...a friend is a stranger waiting to be met...
Saturday Nights
THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
LETTERS TO STRANGERS
...WORDS I HAVE POSTED PUBLICALLY IN VARIOUS PLACES IN RESPONSE TO OTHERS WORDS...
...a friend is a stranger waiting to be met...
Saturday Nights
July 25, 1998
>late saturday... actually Sunday now technically... just thinking
>about what the heck am I doing wrong?.... Yes in the past I've had
>my chances but somehow I always seem to have let them slip away...
>maybe should have tried harder but when they say that they have met
>another who was better looking, had more to offer... and realistically
>you'd have to agree... what could you do? If you cared enough for
>them to let them go and later saw that they were quite happy
>together...... I'll always have the memories while he always has
>her... ( lyric from some song i forgot what) I dunno, I try not to
>be the jealous, possessive smothering type but then someone always
>seems to swoop in and sweep them away.... Sure we still stay friends
>and I/ve been invited to several exgirlfriends weddings but once
>they're married you lose contact with them.... well time to go to
>sleep hugging my pillow again....
>
>always the bridesmaid, never the bride! Boo, hoo, hoo!
> -Bugs Bunny
>
...A Couple Of Saturday Night Inspirations...
another Saturday night
I wonder where you are
I wonder who you're with
I wish upon a star
another Saturday night
I wish I could sleep
laying here alone
my questions run too deep
why have you kept me waiting
holding me hostage all these years
abandoning me in this silence
playing with all of my fears
why do you hold on to me
when you won't let me come around
why don't you want me to have a life
my heart beats a silent sound
another Saturday night
I wait here for your call
I am all by myself
still falling for the fall
another Saturday night
I wish it would end
laying here alone
I wish I had a friend
every day is another betrayal
every night is just more disrespect
every heart beat reminds me I'm waiting
you don't accept, you don't reject
you just leave me here to wonder
why you ask me to wait for you
why do I deserve this torture?
what did I ever do?
another Saturday night
is this part of the test?
you stripped me of everything
I'm doing my best
another Saturday night
I don't know what you want from me
there's not much of me left
'cept this misery
waiting...
another Saturday night
waiting for you
to turn on the light
you locked me in this closet
told me you'd be right back
it's been years now - I've been good
what did I miss - what do I lack?
another Saturday night
waiting for you
another Saturday night
being true
another Saturday night
doing what you asked me to do
another Saturday night
waiting for you
...but who's counting?...
56 Saturday nights
I've sat here waiting for you
more faithful than the dog I left behind
just sitting here waiting for you
56 Saturday nights
so many other things I can do
but there's still just one thought on my mind
and my heart remains true
just sitting here waiting for you
we knew it would be a rocky road
and we might crumble under the load
but we promised we would always be friends
for the kind of love we shared never ends
we just couldn't get past our own fears
our hearts had been buried for so many years
we watched ourselves slowly drifting apart
and we knew we betrayed our shared heart
we felt the same feelings, passions and fears
and we share the same confusion
each one too stubborn to be the first to show tears
we created a scary illusion
I became your monster and you became mine
took actions that we both know crossed every line
made forgiveness a mountain too high to climb
but still I keep hanging on to this rhyme
nothing is impossible when love is alive
and in my heart our love still survives
when the whole truth is held up to the light
you are still the one I want here tonight
56 Saturday nights
I've sat here waiting for you
more faithful than the dog I left behind
just sitting here waiting for you
56 Saturday nights
so many other things I can do
but there's still just one thought on my mind
and my heart remains true
just sitting here waiting for you
I understand the feeling... and it's not just Saturday night for me, it's
any night... or any day... any time I have some "free" time to just sit
and think and feel and not be busy distracting myself from the fact that
I've got no one to share what matters most in this life...
...still waiting... still wondering... still still...
honest love, ric
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