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Elaine Chang. |
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“I’m roaming through the hills all alone
I’m trying to find my direction home
A question of space, a matter of time
I follow the stars until the first light”
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride. I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
“Sick days, drunk nights,
Short fuse, loud fights,
Lose weight; all bones,
White trucks, the undertow.
Don’t say you’re done
‘Cause you’re brave and you’re loved.
This town, this sea
It won’t drag you underneath.
You gotta know that this will turn around,
Until then I will not let you down.
When you find your ship has run aground
You can call me, I won’t let you down
I won’t let you down,
This will turn around.”
You always hurt the one you love
The one you shouldn’t hurt at all
You always take the sweetest rose
And crush it till the petals fall
You always break the kindest heart
With a hasty word you can’t recall, so
If I broke your heart last night
It’s because I love you most of all.