Dec 16, 2006 23:52
this cat is brick wall this cat is a brick wall and it is dividing us, it is tearing us apart. all i can feel is feelings and your stupid arm around me and your adorable cat creating some ridiculous bridge between the two. you don't sing songs and i don't write papers. i can't find interest in your computer programs, but ive never found anything more comfortable than the space between your sheets in months and months. i say months and months and it hurts my throat thinking about the view from your window, wishing i had never come over to begin with. one bare tree, one sun setting or rising, my skin against yours, it was all bullshit, it always ends up so.
i don't know what my brain was thinking, i don't know what i was tying to talk myself into thinking i had a chance with you. you are bounds and leaps ahead. thinking that it would work out was only trying to prove something ridiculous to myself. if this works anything could work. if this works it means i can make it. if this works i'm smarter than i thought.
it was bullshit. it always ends up so.