Mar 18, 2003 23:35
*taps the desk and looks around* sitting here. lances boxers and wifebeater. comfortable. for the first time in a loooooong time it seems. dont' know what exactly happened. don't even know exactly why i was really mad. but it seems fixed. *seems* being the key word. it always seems fixed. is it really? no. because theres issues still, lying underneath the surface. there always will be it seems. whenever theres a fight the past comes into it. *sighs*
i love him i know i do... *sighs, looking at a picture* but sometimes i wonder... and i just think...
If today was my last day,
How many of you would cry,
How many of you would have actually said the things you wanted to say,
Before I left and said goodbye…
Would you really care?
Would you really feel?
Or would have it all been words,
Without any meaning there…
Would I have said the things,
That I’d always wanted to say,
Or would they still be locked,
Deep inside of me…
Would you know how I really feel,
Without me actually there,
Whose to say everything wasn’t a lie,
Whenever something was said…
How do you know you’re really true,
When everything around you is fake,
The words you speak are only words,
Unless someone pays attention…
They say there is meaning,
In everything that you do,
But really what’s the meaning,
If it’s nothing to you.
*sighs and clicks update*