Oct 05, 2008 02:49
every night i go to bed praying that when i wake up it will be september 22, 2006; the day before i could have made things different.
i feel all the time that has happened between then and now hasnt actually happened, like its all a dream, like the black sleep of kali ma.
it seems like my music player is stuck on that stupid A<=>B repeat thing that i always hit on accident.
>repost:
side A +01:09:21< She playfully grabbed my key chain and pulled me to the floor. "Don't leave," she said as she pressed my keys to her chest. I rolled to my side and looked into her turquoise eyes. I looked down, then up again, we smiled. Maybe we were high, there were noxious fumes around our breath, yet I could find no sign of liquor or drug. We were only feeling fine. She smiled again>/< And then, i kissed her. It was neither unexpected nor anticipated, just something that seemed to happen. The night carried on as we fell into our quarters. We barely knew how much the next few days would change our life>/< We lost, I was lost >
can someone hit the rewind button for me, i think i might need to hear that again.
if not my laziness; that was the mistake that killed me there. i feel i need to make things right, maybe, i dont really know. its so hard to move on in isolation.
...Words that we couldnt say,
aaron 4