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Fix You

Here lies some  angsty drivel.  It's been a hard week...and it's only Tuesday. 

You come to me with hopeful expectation or impatient entitlement, bringing me the bits and bobs of yourself to sort through.
Sometimes you're in about a million different pieces... and quite a few are missing. 
Sometimes you have a set agenda, clear designs, a specific rx in mind... and nothing else will do.
Sometimes you have no idea what the hell you need... and, quite frankly, neither do I.
You want me to fix you with the wave of my hand (or pen)... make the pain stop, put the pieces back together, give you what you want.
Sometimes what you want isn't what you need. 
Sometimes what I can do for you isn't what I should do for you.
Sometimes what are broken are things I can't fix. 
You can be angry and scream and curse and threaten and cry and plead and lash out.
Sometimes I think it's easier to just give in than do what I think is best.
Sometimes I think that I can make things a little better if you'll give me a chance.
Sometimes I think that there's too much broken-ness and pain and need to ever make it better.
And it breaks me a little.


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Aug. 18th, 2011 01:00 am (UTC)
The hardest part is that I want to fix it, I really do. Sometimes the real problem just doesn't lie in the realm in which I can work. But those moments when I know I made a difference make it worthwhile. Thanks so much for listenin' to my whining and for your very kind words.
Aug. 17th, 2011 06:47 pm (UTC)
Sometimes things just cannot be fixed...so concentrate hard on the things that can be and have been...
Aug. 18th, 2011 12:55 am (UTC)
Thanks for the kind words. It's hard not to take it all home sometimes. But there are those bright, shining, giddy moments when I can and do fix it - at least for a little while - and it makes it worthwhile.
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