Good Intentions
Echoes of Regret: Bee Appleseed's Reflection on Love and Loss
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I returned to the creek, the one I did seek to rediscover the heart that was yours
I revisited a creek, searching to rediscover the heart that once belonged to you.
I was hoping to find myself at the time to share my knowledge of the storm
I wanted to find myself and share my wisdom gained from facing life's challenges.
That I had encountered, but after the laughter I wished that I had been forewarned
After moments of joy, I wished I had been warned about difficulties I encountered.
And I saw I stood waiting, so I approached hesitating but nothing could have
While waiting, I approached with hesitation, but nothing prepared me for the hardships.
prepared me for the thorns
Thorns symbolize unexpected challenges or pain that I couldn't anticipate.
And I saw my life before my eyes
Reflecting on my life, I saw its current state and its unchanging nature.
I saw how it was and always will be
Realizing the impact of past decisions, acknowledging a regrettable choice of destiny.
The decisions I made, my poor choice of fate
Regretting the decisions I made, particularly those leading to unpleasant memories.
My memories I'd rather not see
I prefer not to revisit certain memories, indicating discomfort or pain associated with them.
And will I ever return to that place where I learned
Questioning whether I will ever return to the place where I learned about love and freedom.
How to love and to think that I'm free?
Reflecting on the paradox of learning to love and thinking I am free.
And I've made the profession of asking the question
Expressing a habit of questioning, specifically pondering if someone thinks of me.
"When I think of her is she thinking, thinking of me?"
Asking whether the person I think of reciprocates those thoughts.
But I wouldn't listen and no matter how persistent I was, I still could not get through
Despite persistence, I couldn't make others listen or understand my perspective.
I had seen my fate, but I still couldn't relate; I was bound to see my life be reviewed
Witnessing my fate but struggling to relate, destined to see a review of my life.
And those thorns in my sides got deeper as I tried and knew that it just was no use
Encountering increasing difficulties (thorns) as I attempted to address my problems.
My mistakes cast to stone was a sight I'd behold for I couldn't reason with what I could not undo
My mistakes become unchangeable, like cast stones, causing frustration and inability to reason.
And I saw my life before my eyes
Similar reflection on life, emphasizing its unchanging nature and the impact of decisions.
I saw how it was and always will be
Reiterating the consequences of past choices and a sense of inevitability.
The decisions I made, my poor choice of fate
Continuing regret for poor decisions leading to unpleasant memories.
My memories I'd rather not see
Expressing a desire to avoid revisiting certain memories due to the associated pain.
And will I ever return to that place where I learned
Questioning the possibility of returning to the place of learning about love and freedom.
How to love and to think that I'm free?
Reflecting on the contradiction of understanding love and believing in freedom.
And I've made the profession of asking the question
Continuing the habit of questioning, particularly about someone else's thoughts.
"When I think of her is she thinking, thinking of me?"
Repeating the question about whether the person in mind thinks about me.
So I walked away from my childish ways, myself then had too much to learn
Deciding to leave behind immature behaviors, acknowledging the need for personal growth.
And I knew all about the way it'd turn out, my heart taking up its residence in an urn
Anticipating the outcome of life, with the heart metaphorically residing in an urn (symbolizing loss).
It was a lesson I guess, one I certainly detest, but at least now I know how to yearn
Viewing a difficult experience as a detested lesson but gaining the ability to yearn for lost love.
For a love I once had that will never come back; our bodies forever adjourned
Expressing the permanence of a lost love, acknowledging the impossibility of its return.
And I saw my life before my eyes
Reflecting again on life, emphasizing its unchanging nature and the consequences of decisions.
I saw how it was and always will be
Reiterating the realization of past decisions and their enduring impact.
The decisions I made, my poor choice of fate
Continuing regret for the choices that led to unpleasant memories.
My memories I'd rather not see
Expressing a desire to avoid revisiting specific memories associated with pain.
And will I ever return to that place where I learned
Questioning the possibility of returning to the place where lessons about love and freedom were learned.
How to love and to think that I'm free?
Reflecting on the paradox of understanding love and believing in personal freedom.
And I've made the profession of asking the question
Repeating the habit of questioning, particularly about whether someone thinks of me.
"When I think of her is she thinking, thinking of me?"
Reiterating the question about whether the person in mind is thinking about me.
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