I met a boy yesterday. He knew what semen tastes like.....He was crying, but the tears flowed from my eyes. That boy was me, 24 years ago.
I met that boy too. He was 13. But it was him
who hated me
. For not rescuing him, not saving him. I had to ask his
forgiveness, and then set him free to be a boy again.
"But now old friends are acting strange,
they shake their heads, they say I've changed.
Something's lost but something's gained in living every day
....it's life's illusions I recall, I really don't know life at all. "Joni Mitchell