Summer
why does it have to be the last night of summer?
hmm..since school is coming up in only a few days it's only fair of me to write an overview of my summer.
incubus was an auspicious way to begin the summer. then came the beach trips, trampoline nights and shows.. can it get any better than this? ah, yes, it could get better. going to nj with helene. that whole week was one of the best, so many laughs and memories were created there. beautiful, unexpected kisses shortly followed the week after.
then came august. that was the month of hell, heaven, tears, understanding, forgiving and love. i made bad decisions which i thought would be beneficial but turns out all i gained was a broken heart. after the shattered heart synopsis, i made yet another bad choice, this one almost costing me my best friend. our friendship was tested for about a week, and luckily we have such a strong one that we were able to patch everything up. towards the end of the month i met someone who i think can mend my broken heart.. and so far he has. everything in that department is going well, and let's keep it that way <3
I remember when the days were long,
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn.
Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman.
All the slander and double-speak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will put your hard heart away.
You were so condescending..
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
Cup your mouth to compress the sound,
Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town.
And everything that I said was true,
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.
Well, I lost track, and then those words were said.
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed.
Soon we woke and I walked you home,
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending,
As the alcohol drained the days.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes.
So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.
hmm..since school is coming up in only a few days it's only fair of me to write an overview of my summer.
incubus was an auspicious way to begin the summer. then came the beach trips, trampoline nights and shows.. can it get any better than this? ah, yes, it could get better. going to nj with helene. that whole week was one of the best, so many laughs and memories were created there. beautiful, unexpected kisses shortly followed the week after.
then came august. that was the month of hell, heaven, tears, understanding, forgiving and love. i made bad decisions which i thought would be beneficial but turns out all i gained was a broken heart. after the shattered heart synopsis, i made yet another bad choice, this one almost costing me my best friend. our friendship was tested for about a week, and luckily we have such a strong one that we were able to patch everything up. towards the end of the month i met someone who i think can mend my broken heart.. and so far he has. everything in that department is going well, and let's keep it that way <3
I remember when the days were long,
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn.
Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman.
All the slander and double-speak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will put your hard heart away.
You were so condescending..
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
Cup your mouth to compress the sound,
Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town.
And everything that I said was true,
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.
Well, I lost track, and then those words were said.
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed.
Soon we woke and I walked you home,
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending,
As the alcohol drained the days.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes.
So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.