we'll always have burnside
i did not get a wink of sleep last night and i am feeling so nauseous and dizzy right now plus the fact that i am feeling absolutely down in the doldrums is not helping the situation much.
we put down the phone at around 3 and since i have fucked up my body clock i could only probably be sleepy at 4 just like the recent nights but last night, i found myself wide awake all the way up till the sun rays were shining through the sheer curtains. i did not sleep well and probably went in and out of sleep every 30 mins or so. i was choking actually. i couldnt breathe cos of the blocked nose. is it natural to feel suffocated when one is trying to sleep with a blocked nose? i seriously thought i was gonna die.
on this day last year, i fell in love with you.
-06 May 2004-
somebody accompanied silly me the whole of last night. the full moon was up. that was
gorgeousness.
there was something else. something far more deeper than any physical/emotional connection i ever had with anybody in my entire 20 years, even though the only time we had physical contact was when he grabbed my wrist to direct it to the cloud which he said looked like beethoven.
there were the momentary gazes and the sudden awkwardness when we realised the fact that there was something.
do you remember?
And when the crowd becomes your burden
And you've early closed your curtains,
I'll wait by the backstage door
we put down the phone at around 3 and since i have fucked up my body clock i could only probably be sleepy at 4 just like the recent nights but last night, i found myself wide awake all the way up till the sun rays were shining through the sheer curtains. i did not sleep well and probably went in and out of sleep every 30 mins or so. i was choking actually. i couldnt breathe cos of the blocked nose. is it natural to feel suffocated when one is trying to sleep with a blocked nose? i seriously thought i was gonna die.
on this day last year, i fell in love with you.
-06 May 2004-
somebody accompanied silly me the whole of last night. the full moon was up. that was
gorgeousness.
there was something else. something far more deeper than any physical/emotional connection i ever had with anybody in my entire 20 years, even though the only time we had physical contact was when he grabbed my wrist to direct it to the cloud which he said looked like beethoven.
there were the momentary gazes and the sudden awkwardness when we realised the fact that there was something.
do you remember?
And when the crowd becomes your burden
And you've early closed your curtains,
I'll wait by the backstage door