I'm falling up and down
Will the horror of this week ever end?? I dare not be optimistic for I just attempted to do so and got my parking permit taken away...Remeber To Breathe. I feel as is I have been living a dream for the past few weeks--a VERY good dream. But now I have awaken and insomnia prohibits me from returing. I hate crying and rarely do it. Why have I been crying for two days now?? Perhaps I have lost my composure. Oh, what I would give. I have fallen and there is no turning back. When I look forward I hope I see you. Moonlight. Your eyes. That face. Our laughs. Again. To wake up next to you.
Something totally different from the above topic:
that insatiable feeling i used to feel when driving to your house
when listening to each song
when giving you hug
when i made love to you
is now seemingly distancing itself from my emotional grasp
you...
you who i saw so much in
you who i committed myself to
you who i never wanted to leave my side
it is now you who i hate
the most disturbing thing i have come to realize
is that i can barely see the old you anymore
you...
the kind you
the open you
the fearless you
you now convey your intentions through ridiculous games and ambiguous glances through which you hope not to be noticed
that you do indeed feel
it sickens me to think that i will never see you again
that we will spend the rest of our lives hiding from one another
that each time i look at you
you will look away
i only hope that you remember me
and secretly hold me dear to your heart
and know how much i gave
how much i cared
what i would still give
that each time you will walk away
the most disturbing thing i have come to realize
is that something is binding me to you
you...
the paranoid you
the stressed you
the sobbing you
that each time you will forget to recall
that insatiable feeling i used to feel when driving to your house
Something totally different from the above topic:
that insatiable feeling i used to feel when driving to your house
when listening to each song
when giving you hug
when i made love to you
is now seemingly distancing itself from my emotional grasp
you...
you who i saw so much in
you who i committed myself to
you who i never wanted to leave my side
it is now you who i hate
the most disturbing thing i have come to realize
is that i can barely see the old you anymore
you...
the kind you
the open you
the fearless you
you now convey your intentions through ridiculous games and ambiguous glances through which you hope not to be noticed
that you do indeed feel
it sickens me to think that i will never see you again
that we will spend the rest of our lives hiding from one another
that each time i look at you
you will look away
i only hope that you remember me
and secretly hold me dear to your heart
and know how much i gave
how much i cared
what i would still give
that each time you will walk away
the most disturbing thing i have come to realize
is that something is binding me to you
you...
the paranoid you
the stressed you
the sobbing you
that each time you will forget to recall
that insatiable feeling i used to feel when driving to your house