This is not a burden but somehow it felt appropriate. I would love to hear how people interpret this. Perhaps love is without friendship, or friendship without love, or just love of oneself in another... Perhaps we need to reevalute our friends and our loves and not always put them together. Not all sandwiches taste good enough to save or make all meals of the day.
Love’s not the way to treat a friend.
I wouldn’t wish that on you.
I don’t want to see your eyes forgotten on a rainy day, lost in the endless purse
of those who can remember nothing.
Love’s not the way to treat a friend.
I don’t want to see you end up that way with your body being poured like wounded marble
into the architecture of those who make bridges out of crippled birds.
Love’s not the way to treat a friend.
There are so many better things for you
than to see your feelings sold as magic lanterns
to somebody whose body casts no light.
Richard Brautigan
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