Moments of infectious joy
...and the words that follow:
Campus isn't the important thing any longer. Freedom isnt all its cracked up to be.
Once you're out you realise how little any onecares and how much you have to rely on your self.
But that's life.
This isn't exciting any longer. Nothing pleases me any more?
What have I sacrificed for broken chains?
Freedom of choice and expression but no rights of passage; prom and the walk.
What happens next?
Is it all or ia it nothing. Am I on track or left behind: who do I lket down harder. Myself, or those who count.
You wake up in a car. Your shift was cancled and youve the afternoon to yourself.
Thirty-4 minutes later youre seated exactly where you woke up prior to breakfast.
I'm sorry for that. I truly do. The statement is valid, it's purpose just. Ive abandoned your touch and broken glass faith. You were beautiful and I was so fake.
You had demands I had conviction.
Ileft last summer and had a new mission.
Youre decent was swift, falling flat on your face.
No cause is worse that derailing your fate.
I missed you in autumn, the shade of your hare.
All sorts of socials and we couldnt be there.
It seemed sly at beginning and now its too far
But then its a gorgeous afternoon and your in short sleves.
Its not the reassurence of snow but its temp for sure.
Golden, glowing, almost warming.
Outside and in again.
Blue sunsuet.
and
I
Miss you too..............
Post Script: I'm most deff down for the quick round honesty. don't forget to ask..
Campus isn't the important thing any longer. Freedom isnt all its cracked up to be.
Once you're out you realise how little any onecares and how much you have to rely on your self.
But that's life.
This isn't exciting any longer. Nothing pleases me any more?
What have I sacrificed for broken chains?
Freedom of choice and expression but no rights of passage; prom and the walk.
What happens next?
Is it all or ia it nothing. Am I on track or left behind: who do I lket down harder. Myself, or those who count.
You wake up in a car. Your shift was cancled and youve the afternoon to yourself.
Thirty-4 minutes later youre seated exactly where you woke up prior to breakfast.
I'm sorry for that. I truly do. The statement is valid, it's purpose just. Ive abandoned your touch and broken glass faith. You were beautiful and I was so fake.
You had demands I had conviction.
Ileft last summer and had a new mission.
Youre decent was swift, falling flat on your face.
No cause is worse that derailing your fate.
I missed you in autumn, the shade of your hare.
All sorts of socials and we couldnt be there.
It seemed sly at beginning and now its too far
But then its a gorgeous afternoon and your in short sleves.
Its not the reassurence of snow but its temp for sure.
Golden, glowing, almost warming.
Outside and in again.
Blue sunsuet.
and
I
Miss you too..............
Post Script: I'm most deff down for the quick round honesty. don't forget to ask..