Friday, August 6, 2010

You Don't Know Me

Dear Jon -

Tomorrow we see Gabe. I don't know what's going to happen. I'm going to have Gabe help me explain to you who we are and why you've experienced some of the same things we've all experienced. And that will be enough; if God brought me to you for that, then that will be enough.

On top of all that and apart from all of that, I'm in love with you. You say I bring out this creative, narcissistic side of you that inspires you to read me your poetry and show me your art, and yet you know little about me. When I saw you last night, I was so encouraged because you started using the word "you." You even said that you'd have to indulge my narcissistic creative side at some point, and I agreed to bring my guitar. You showed interest in me. It was a distinct shift from the inward focus you've always had with me.

Last night I told you that I am changed because of you, and it's true. You've changed me, and I don't want the chance of you being my perfect pairing, my mate, pass us by because I was too afraid to act.

Ray Charles:

You give your hand to me
And then you say, "Hello."
And I can hardly speak,
My heart is beating so.
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well.
Well, you don't know me.
(no you don't know me)
No you don't know the one
Who dreams of you at night;
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight
Oh I'm just a friend.
That's all I've ever been.
Cause you don't know me.
(no you don't know me)
For I never knew the art of making love,
Though my heart aches with love for you.
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
A chance that you might love me too.
(love me too)
You give your hand to me,
And then you say, "Goodbye."
I watched you walk away,
Beside the lucky guy
Oh, you'll never ever know
The one who loved you so.
Well, you don't know me
(For I never knew the art of making love, )
(Though my heart aches with love for you. )
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
A chance that you might love me too.
(love me too)
Oh, you give your hand to me,
And then you say, "Goodbye."
I watched you walk away,
Beside the lucky guy
Oh, you'll never ever know
The one who loved you so.
Well, you don't know me
(you don't love me, you don't know me)

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