:: Bleeding Love ::
Closed off from love
I didn’t need the pain
Once or twice was enough
And it was all in vain
Time starts to pass
Before you know it you’re frozen
But something happened
For the very first time with you
My heart melts into the ground
Found something true
And everyone’s looking round
Thinking I’m going crazy
But I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
It has been many moons since a song
Went on and on.
In replay mode.
In my head.
Even if the lyrics of Bleeding Love resonate not to my predicament
The song manages to convey a certain feeling;
Hardly indescribable, but a feeling that made me think a little
About everything again.
On a quick update, Bren got his O level results two thursdays ago.
23 points. I'm very happy with his effort.
I thank Andy for taking the time and effort to coach Bren for free.
It has been a tumultuous period for my siblings.
Bren stays with his sister, Angela.
Angela moved out of her house last week.
With her baby and maid in tow.
In the process leaving Bren's fate in limbo.
When the news got to me, a day later.
Bren was already staying between friends
With most of his possessions in his backpack.
I knew that his life was never an easy one
But this - this was something I couldn't allow.
As his brother and sister we have always done our best
To make sure he had a better life than what we did.
So I started searching for a room to rent - and
Angela decided to move back, a week later.
And so, last monday, when I bought them dinner at Cabana,
We celebrated Bren's grades, and took the opportunity to
Hear Angela out.
I found myself, after a few rounds of beer, dishing out
My brother-sense to them again.
We all have choices to be happy, I iterated.
An incident at my grandpa's funeral reminded us
That one is not necessarily happy despite one's wealth.
And so, I concurred to them, that they can make a choice
To be happy.
Or at least choose between enduring the current circumstance
Or taking a step into the "shit-hole and making everything worse".
Bren will be enlisting very soon, while Angela,
Angela, will have to decide what she really wants. And
I, I, will have to be even stronger, as their elder bro,
Their shelter from the storm, as they have been to me.
Blood is thick.
Blood is very thick.