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Nov 25, 2008 00:01


I sometimes wonder why a person can effect you when you thought you were entirely over it.

When even though they've fucked up a lot, and you really felt like you no longer gave two shits about it, they can do a 360 and make you feel weird ways you haven't in quite some time.

Why it makes no sense to you or anyone else, but it feels really right whenever it comes down to it.

Why someone that actually makes sense can be lacking that something that actually makes you feel.

Basically, what the hell..... Now?

I'm just ready to be home. I have an exam on Wednesday and then home for Thanksgiving break, then three more weeks (of sheer hell) until I get to love my life for a while. I don't know what it is about school and looming exams that just entirely puts a damper on my joy. Oh probably that they suck a lot of ass and I like to do badly on them. Basically Christmas break is going to be one big recuperation project. It's about time I paid some attention to things besides studying and meetings and worrying that I'm not studying enough.

I can't wait to see the people who matter more to me than anything in the world. My mom, dad, grandma, brother, his gf, and four lovely ladies who are my soulmates.

I bitch too much about life and I think it's about time I just started being happy. But it's hard to be happy and still get anything done...so I might have to find a way to compromise.

If I was a simple man,
Would we still walk hand in hand?
And if I suddenly went blind,
Would you still look in my eyes?
What happens when I grow old?
And all my stories have been told?
Will your heart still race for me?
Or will it march to a new beat?
If I was a simple man

If I was a simple man,
I’d own no home, I’d own no land
Would you still stand by my side?
And would our flame still burn so bright?

Sometimes I wonder why,
I’m so full of these endless rhymes
About the way I feel inside
I wish I could just get it right

If I was a simple man
And I could make you understand
There’d be no reason to think twice
You’d be my sun; you’d be my light

-City and Colour
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