Is this fog or is the building really burning?
It's over.
Just like that, she'll never skate again. I followed her dream for thirteen years and I can't accept this is her last chance, was her last chance. In a blink of the eye, it's over.
I cried for Michelle, but perhaps I was crying for myself. It's just a sport, a person I will never meet, but she brought me joy when there was nothing else. The world will keep on spinning, but March will never hold the same intensity it has for so long. She made me feel exciting. I'm not excited anymore.
I want to shout from the rooftops, but what would I scream? My lungs are empty and my eyes have lost their wonder. I am getting older by the minute and there is nothing I can do. I am bored with myself. What's it going to take? I want it all, I want surprises, but when I open my eyes, it all looks the same.
Maybe it's just that time of year.
Flashback. Two girls sit in a Dodge Neon known only as Delilah, waiting for the light to turn green on the Great Highway. The girl in the passenger seat slides a gold disc into the stereo and presses the seek button. Track One. Track Two. Track Three. The first chords sing softly through the speakers as the girl in the driver's seat turns the volume knob higher and higher and higher. Roll the windows down. Sing your hearts out. "We're going to be big stars ..."
One of these days, she's gonna throw the whole bottle down ...
*~ gena
Do You Remember The First Time?
Huzzah!/Glycerine - I'm never alone. I'm alone all the time. (2004)
Moment of Zen:
"I like corn bread. That's why I like black people!" - Christine
Just like that, she'll never skate again. I followed her dream for thirteen years and I can't accept this is her last chance, was her last chance. In a blink of the eye, it's over.
I cried for Michelle, but perhaps I was crying for myself. It's just a sport, a person I will never meet, but she brought me joy when there was nothing else. The world will keep on spinning, but March will never hold the same intensity it has for so long. She made me feel exciting. I'm not excited anymore.
I want to shout from the rooftops, but what would I scream? My lungs are empty and my eyes have lost their wonder. I am getting older by the minute and there is nothing I can do. I am bored with myself. What's it going to take? I want it all, I want surprises, but when I open my eyes, it all looks the same.
Maybe it's just that time of year.
Flashback. Two girls sit in a Dodge Neon known only as Delilah, waiting for the light to turn green on the Great Highway. The girl in the passenger seat slides a gold disc into the stereo and presses the seek button. Track One. Track Two. Track Three. The first chords sing softly through the speakers as the girl in the driver's seat turns the volume knob higher and higher and higher. Roll the windows down. Sing your hearts out. "We're going to be big stars ..."
One of these days, she's gonna throw the whole bottle down ...
*~ gena
Do You Remember The First Time?
Huzzah!/Glycerine - I'm never alone. I'm alone all the time. (2004)
Moment of Zen:
"I like corn bread. That's why I like black people!" - Christine