I've always hated the 'oh shit, something has turned' intuition point in a relationship. Once, it happened while walking toward her house and a Pink Floyd lyric popped into my head:
Day after day, Our love turns gray, Like the skin on a dying man. And night after night, We pretend it's all right, But I have grown older, And you have grown colder, And nothing is very much fun, anymore. And I can feel, One of all my turns coming on. I feel, Cold as a razor blade, Tight as a tourniquet, Dry as a funeral drum.
It's weird- nothing has changed...it was just a punch in the stomach that eventually, something will go wrong. I'm going to do something bad. Then, he will leave. I'll talk to you about it with more detail possibly tomorrow....
Might I add though, for some reason, since the font you type in is very light it changes the color of the comment font in the box when you type it there. It is raping me! I can hardly see this. I have my monitor tipped waaaay the heck back so I can sort of see ^^;;
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I've always hated the 'oh shit, something has turned' intuition point in a relationship. Once, it happened while walking toward her house and a Pink Floyd lyric popped into my head:
Day after day,
Our love turns gray,
Like the skin on a dying man.
And night after night,
We pretend it's all right,
But I have grown older,
And you have grown colder,
And nothing is very much fun, anymore.
And I can feel,
One of all my turns coming on.
I feel,
Cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.
It sucked, frankly.
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Might I add though, for some reason, since the font you type in is very light it changes the color of the comment font in the box when you type it there. It is raping me! I can hardly see this. I have my monitor tipped waaaay the heck back so I can sort of see ^^;;
Hang in there!
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