starting to feel a lil better...
the past 3 1/2 days have been pretty rough...the hardest so far. but i am starting to feel better. maybe cuz i started listening to some Blink again, instead of Boyz II Men and all that other sad stuff. but it is strange how something like this can change the meaning of a song. "Dammit" used to make me all hyped. listening to the lyrics now, makes me sad.
It's alright to tell me
what you think about me
I won't try to argue
or hold it against you
I know that you're leaving,
you must have your reasons
The season is calling
your pictures are falling down
The steps that I retraced
the sad look on your face
The timing and structure,
did you hear, he fucked her
A day late a buck short
I'm writing the report
On losing and failing
when I move I'm flailing now
And it's happened once again, I'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands, sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone and I've been here for too long
To face this on my own, well I guess this is growing up
And maybe I'll see you
at a movie, sneak preview
You show up and walk by
on the arm of that guy
And I'll smile and you'll wave
We'll pretend it's okay
The charade, it won't last
When he's gone, I won't come back
And it'll happen once again, you'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands, sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone, and you've been there for too long,
To face this on your own, well I guess this is growing up
Well, I guess this is growing up
Anyways, its time to start moving on...its gonna be a long, slow process, but i have to start sometime. this will be a good weekend to do it. Adrian and Keri's b-days are this weekend.
baby steps...
It's alright to tell me
what you think about me
I won't try to argue
or hold it against you
I know that you're leaving,
you must have your reasons
The season is calling
your pictures are falling down
The steps that I retraced
the sad look on your face
The timing and structure,
did you hear, he fucked her
A day late a buck short
I'm writing the report
On losing and failing
when I move I'm flailing now
And it's happened once again, I'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands, sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone and I've been here for too long
To face this on my own, well I guess this is growing up
And maybe I'll see you
at a movie, sneak preview
You show up and walk by
on the arm of that guy
And I'll smile and you'll wave
We'll pretend it's okay
The charade, it won't last
When he's gone, I won't come back
And it'll happen once again, you'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands, sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone, and you've been there for too long,
To face this on your own, well I guess this is growing up
Well, I guess this is growing up
Anyways, its time to start moving on...its gonna be a long, slow process, but i have to start sometime. this will be a good weekend to do it. Adrian and Keri's b-days are this weekend.
baby steps...