the heart ain't the half of it
you broke me bodily
the heart ain't the half of it
and i'll never learn to laugh at it
in my good natured way
in fact i'm laughing less in general
but i learned a lot at my own funeral
and i knew you'd be the death of me
so i guess that's the price i pay
i'm trying to make new memories
in cities where we fell in love
my head just barely above
the darkest water i've ever known
you had me in that cage
you had me jumpin through those hoops for you
still, i think i'd stoop for you
stoop for your eyes alone
from that bomb shell moon in yet another lovely dress
to the deep mahogany sheen of a roach
i am trying to take an appreciative approach
to life in your wake
i focus on the quiet now
and occasionally i'll fall asleep somehow
and emptiness has its solace
in that there's nothing left to take
-Ani Difranco
I think that kind of sums it all up. Thank you Ani for being able to explain my feelings over a failed relationship better than I can.
I'm just having one of those lives where shit does not work out. I don't think I mentioned this, but I lost my wallet. I left it at a gas station in Philadelphia on my way up here; I'm still trying to get it back. But alas, that is the least of my problems. I'm still not over what I'm supposed to be over and I'm not moving on the way I should be. I'm also fighting with my retarded sister. Plus school and the drive to said school and work is overwhelming me. Not to mention my 15-20 hour job gave me 35 hours this week. Sigh. I think I'm done bitching now. Sorry.
-Jen
the heart ain't the half of it
and i'll never learn to laugh at it
in my good natured way
in fact i'm laughing less in general
but i learned a lot at my own funeral
and i knew you'd be the death of me
so i guess that's the price i pay
i'm trying to make new memories
in cities where we fell in love
my head just barely above
the darkest water i've ever known
you had me in that cage
you had me jumpin through those hoops for you
still, i think i'd stoop for you
stoop for your eyes alone
from that bomb shell moon in yet another lovely dress
to the deep mahogany sheen of a roach
i am trying to take an appreciative approach
to life in your wake
i focus on the quiet now
and occasionally i'll fall asleep somehow
and emptiness has its solace
in that there's nothing left to take
-Ani Difranco
I think that kind of sums it all up. Thank you Ani for being able to explain my feelings over a failed relationship better than I can.
I'm just having one of those lives where shit does not work out. I don't think I mentioned this, but I lost my wallet. I left it at a gas station in Philadelphia on my way up here; I'm still trying to get it back. But alas, that is the least of my problems. I'm still not over what I'm supposed to be over and I'm not moving on the way I should be. I'm also fighting with my retarded sister. Plus school and the drive to said school and work is overwhelming me. Not to mention my 15-20 hour job gave me 35 hours this week. Sigh. I think I'm done bitching now. Sorry.
-Jen