Slicing up eyeballs...
It’s funny, how memories keep bringing you back to me.
Just when I started to get myself together again, thoughts of you come creeping in . I wasn’t really tryin’ to notice you you looked at me with your sweet brown eyes. You walked up and said ’Hi’. Who would have known that a love affair like ours would grow then completely slip away.
You’re steady on my mind, not quite the right one love, but I’ll never ever love the same way again. I've moved on.. then there you go throwin’ me back, makin’ me reminisce. Fuck. And I know it’s wrong..how i keep holding on.
And didn’t ya tell me to never say goodbye, all of my heart..you fucking tore it apart.
Lord knows, your memory still remains and all that i know, I just can’t let go.
Still miss that.
Drowning in nothing real....
Dont you just hate it when your over someone and then they come around and do something nice for/to you and then its like...fuck and you fall in love with them all over again. Is love a sensual feeling or is it supposed to be something different? How do you tell the differece between love with lust..or just wanting the person..or to be with someone. Or haha. Just to plain be with someone? Its funny..cause i dont care..but it just EATS everyone to the core. Its like when your eyes are itchy and you claw at them trying to make it stop and you end up slicing your eyeballs because its a feeling you cant make go away. Yep. Theres my story.
The end.
Just when I started to get myself together again, thoughts of you come creeping in . I wasn’t really tryin’ to notice you you looked at me with your sweet brown eyes. You walked up and said ’Hi’. Who would have known that a love affair like ours would grow then completely slip away.
You’re steady on my mind, not quite the right one love, but I’ll never ever love the same way again. I've moved on.. then there you go throwin’ me back, makin’ me reminisce. Fuck. And I know it’s wrong..how i keep holding on.
And didn’t ya tell me to never say goodbye, all of my heart..you fucking tore it apart.
Lord knows, your memory still remains and all that i know, I just can’t let go.
Still miss that.
Drowning in nothing real....
Dont you just hate it when your over someone and then they come around and do something nice for/to you and then its like...fuck and you fall in love with them all over again. Is love a sensual feeling or is it supposed to be something different? How do you tell the differece between love with lust..or just wanting the person..or to be with someone. Or haha. Just to plain be with someone? Its funny..cause i dont care..but it just EATS everyone to the core. Its like when your eyes are itchy and you claw at them trying to make it stop and you end up slicing your eyeballs because its a feeling you cant make go away. Yep. Theres my story.
The end.