Before I go on, there's just so many factors in any given relationship that to delve into any further detail - when I can barely talk to my friends about it (more on that later) - is to invite folly to eat with us at the dinner table. Thing is, I've been chided, or nearly chided, by my friends and have said little-to-nothing. I have enough wisdom to keep quiet during those moments, I suppose. I don't have enough wisdom to navigate those moments (I don't believe that they should always be avoided. I just feel like such a goomp that they happen so often around me and that I tend to be the instigator. That's the problem!). I feel like I should say something or do something to make them aware that I do value them, that I do love them. But saying such is not going to cut it at those points. It comes across as hollow and I would use Love's name in vain (against the Ten Commandments), wedging us further apart.
It's at times like this that big sis says something to soothe the male, savage beast in me. I wonder aloud (or a-writing) how much of these lyrics about these ignorant bullocks describe me:
It took me a little while to discover / Wolves in sheep coats who pretend to be lovers / Men who lack conscience will even lie to themselves, to themselves / A friend once said, and I found to be true / That everyday people, they lie to God too / So what makes you think, that they won't lie to youForgive me Father, sisters, brothers. Thank you, Lauryn.
Forgive them Father for they know not what they do...