From Haley's Journal...
I really liked this piece, I dunno why, it doesnt pertain to anyone, I just wanted to put it on my journal...
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Thought. By definition is just the past tense of think.
I thought I knew you.
But doesn't everyone think things that would never be true?
Why else would fantasy writers exist.
For the sole purpose of filling my mind
with fallacies?
No.
That makes me shallow.
To think that things are done solely for
me.
That brings me down to your level
Thinking my purpose in life is to stand in awe
of you.
and all the things you do
or was that, don't do?
Sometimes I can't remember.
Remember.
Oh god...
Do I remember.
You.
Me.
Us.
Well, I suppose it was never us.
Just always you
and me.
Sitting next to eachother.
Watch me cry.
Watch my tears fall.
Feel my pain.
Eat my pain
as if it were a
delicacy.
I suppose it is though
you've never felt a pain such as mine
never had anyone's eyes bore so deep into you
never felt nothing as they did...
never felt the world stop
never loved anyone as much as you
should have
loved
me.
And I suppose all I really wanted to say,
was that I'm sorry.
I am sorry
for ever thinking you could be the one
to see through me.
to see to me.
to reach into my mind and pull out what was always there
waiting
to be noticed.
Thoughts.
Waiting to be heard.
But here we are again. At the beginning.
Thoughts. By definition, is Intention. Purpose.
You had no thought of understanding
Just of listening
to me.
You'd let me babble on for hours
absorbing all my thoughts.
and all my depth
then you'd call me shallow
and then take it back.
Funny how people work sometimes.
And I just wanted to tell you
that I'm sorry I ever thought I would be with you
end up with you
ever even make your world seem okay.
a little brighter.
I'm sorry that I'd thought you'd love me
I'm sorry that I thought I was in love with you
because I have never loved anybody more than you.
Ever.
And well, it never was
you
That smile I was looking for
That depth I was digging for
Those deep eyes
were never yours.
Those things didn't belong to you.
And neither did my heart.
Or my thoughts.
That love I was dying to have
That kiss I was longing to give
That life I was willing to live
That dream that never died
Those words I always said
They never belonged to you.
And I'm sorry that I thought they did
because it never was
you
that I was looking for.
And I suppose all I wanted to say to you
was that I'm in love
Just not
with
you.
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Thought. By definition is just the past tense of think.
I thought I knew you.
But doesn't everyone think things that would never be true?
Why else would fantasy writers exist.
For the sole purpose of filling my mind
with fallacies?
No.
That makes me shallow.
To think that things are done solely for
me.
That brings me down to your level
Thinking my purpose in life is to stand in awe
of you.
and all the things you do
or was that, don't do?
Sometimes I can't remember.
Remember.
Oh god...
Do I remember.
You.
Me.
Us.
Well, I suppose it was never us.
Just always you
and me.
Sitting next to eachother.
Watch me cry.
Watch my tears fall.
Feel my pain.
Eat my pain
as if it were a
delicacy.
I suppose it is though
you've never felt a pain such as mine
never had anyone's eyes bore so deep into you
never felt nothing as they did...
never felt the world stop
never loved anyone as much as you
should have
loved
me.
And I suppose all I really wanted to say,
was that I'm sorry.
I am sorry
for ever thinking you could be the one
to see through me.
to see to me.
to reach into my mind and pull out what was always there
waiting
to be noticed.
Thoughts.
Waiting to be heard.
But here we are again. At the beginning.
Thoughts. By definition, is Intention. Purpose.
You had no thought of understanding
Just of listening
to me.
You'd let me babble on for hours
absorbing all my thoughts.
and all my depth
then you'd call me shallow
and then take it back.
Funny how people work sometimes.
And I just wanted to tell you
that I'm sorry I ever thought I would be with you
end up with you
ever even make your world seem okay.
a little brighter.
I'm sorry that I'd thought you'd love me
I'm sorry that I thought I was in love with you
because I have never loved anybody more than you.
Ever.
And well, it never was
you
That smile I was looking for
That depth I was digging for
Those deep eyes
were never yours.
Those things didn't belong to you.
And neither did my heart.
Or my thoughts.
That love I was dying to have
That kiss I was longing to give
That life I was willing to live
That dream that never died
Those words I always said
They never belonged to you.
And I'm sorry that I thought they did
because it never was
you
that I was looking for.
And I suppose all I wanted to say to you
was that I'm in love
Just not
with
you.