Oh you probably won't remember me
It's probably ancient history
I'm one of the chosen few
Who went ahead and fell for you
I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch
I Fell too fast, I feel too much
I thought that you might have some advice to give on
How to be insensitive
-Jane Arden -Insensitive Lyrics
I don't want to name names. Not that anyone reads these posts, but I just can't write them down. When God brings enormous grief on a person, a family, how does one muddle through? You take it as God's Will. But what happens when God makes a person make a choice that isn't natural to make. A choice that isn't "right". What does one do? How do you live 1st with the grief and then with the decision you've made? I just don't know.
I guess God has a plan, and it isn't for me to analyze, but someone I know is in pain, deep true pain, and I can't help or reach them. The one that can is far away, off in never-never land, and doesn't seem to understand the enormity of the situation. Of what she faces. Which is fine, everyone grieves in their own way. But don't take away someone else's process. Don't infringe on their grieving rights. Don't throw a party, while someone is crying. Don't be so fucking insensitive.
If you don't care about her, you should still care about the other little one. The one that needs you. The one that doesn't know you -yet. Frankly, I'm glad that he will never learn how insensitive you really are. I'm glad that he will never have to know how, you let them down, let them cry alone on the bedroom floor. How you big you let them down in their time of need, in their time of grief. I'm glad that he will never have to know the man that didn't think twice about them when the Ohio State game was on. Truly, they both deserve better.
How do you numb your skin, after the warmest touch?
How do you slow your blood, after the body rush?
How do you free your soul, after you've found a friend?
How do you teach your heart it's a crime to fall in love again?
-Jane Arden -Insensitive Lyrics
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