Apr 14, 2006 17:43
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I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn
-Natalie Imbruglia
Coming home has so many emotions. Nothing is like I imagined it to be. I guess that's alright. I was always afraid that I would just end up alone someday. I don't think I'm afraid of that anymore. I don't really know what the point of it is. Maybe because I don't think I believe in it anymore. I had my chance and I don't think it comes around twice. Looks like I'm screwed.
Is it a bad thing when I really want to be able to hang out with someone again, laugh and just be around them and have them laughing back too like we used to? Maybe it is, but I want to revisit those times.