Jan 27, 2005 00:57
Okay so for the fourth time today I'll write in my journal since there's no one to talk to. I was having fun listening to songs on the mix I made, but now that I'm done with that I start thinking. And it sucks. I'm listening to a song I used to listen to all the time which makes it worse. Nothing ever feels good anymore. What that hell.
Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep. This air is blessed, you share with me. This night is wild, so calm and dull. These hearts they race from self-control. Your legs are smooth as they graze mine, we're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all. My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me, so won't you kill me, so I die happy? My heart is yours, to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelry, whichever you prefer. The words are hushed, let's not get busted, just lay entwined here undiscovered. Safe in here from all the stupid questions, "Hey did you get some?" Man, that is so dumb. Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear, so we can get some. My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me, so won't you kill me, so I die happy? My heart is yours, to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelry, whichever you prefer. Hands down, this is the best day I can ever remember, I'll always remember the sound of the stereo, the dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers, and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late, a nd this walk that we shared together. The streets were wet and the gate was locked so I jumped it, and let you in. And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist and you kissed me like you meant it. And I knew that you meant it, that you meant it, that you meant it. And I knew that you meant it, that you meant it.
I want that feeling back. I doubt anyone gets it though. I guess it's better not feeling too good about anything cuz then no one can take it away from you. This entry is really depressing. Whatever, deal with it. I like changing the font colors and stuff so you can deal with that too. Byebye.
*Molly*