"The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person."
Why is it human nature to do things that hurt you and when you're growing up everyone tells you not to do? Of course, you're going to do it and it is going to be in excess. I like doing things that will make me happy, even if it is a facade of happiness. I can't even express in words how I feel about you, and even I did it wouldn't mean. I don't want someone else to control my emotions that is why it took me so long to open up my heart to another, and I got my feelings hurt. It is partially my fault though because I knew the more that I pushed it the more it would hurt, but I don't think about the future that much. For the most part I dwell on what's going on now, not what may or may not happen in the future. What should be focused on is what I need to do to succeed and not what other people's actions show about them. I concentrate too much on others and analyze every detail, when everything is right out in front of me.
Why is it that when you think everything is perfect, or a shadow of perfection, it's just the opposite of that? I don't know what I want anymore when a couple of months ago it was perfectly clear to me. I miss the way that we were together, we would be assholes to each other while holding hands. You would call me beautiful and gorgeous and call me on all of your breaks. I'm questioning the reality of it, however it defiantly felt real. Maybe I don't have the right to say something like that because you wouldn't say things like that if they weren't true. I suppose I'm just over analyzing everything. But I miss you, good luck.
Motion City Soundtrack- Hold me down
I found a letter that said:
"I'm sorry that you were asleep when I wrote these words down,"
You'd think I'd ought to be used to that by now.
Save for a few of those late night episodes,
Missed opportunities, and "I Don't Cares,"
There's not a lot that I feel obliged to share or talk about.
I'll have my brother stop by this Saturday to pick up my things,
Just make sure you're not there.
This may sound bad, and don't take it the wrong way..
I love you, however,
You hold me down [x4]
You're the echoes of my everything,
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night.
You're the laziness of afternoon,
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom.
How will I break the news to you? [x2]
Cancel our dinner with Max and Coraline,
feed Jacky's gerbil and try to stay clean.
We'll talk it over after I've had some time alone to sort it out.
You hold me down [x4]
You're the echoes of my everything,
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night.
You're the laziness of afternoon,
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom.
You're the leaky sink of sentiment,
You're the failed attempts I never could forget.
You're the metaphors I can't create to comprehend this curse that I call love..
How will I break the news to you? [x5]
Why is it that when you think everything is perfect, or a shadow of perfection, it's just the opposite of that? I don't know what I want anymore when a couple of months ago it was perfectly clear to me. I miss the way that we were together, we would be assholes to each other while holding hands. You would call me beautiful and gorgeous and call me on all of your breaks. I'm questioning the reality of it, however it defiantly felt real. Maybe I don't have the right to say something like that because you wouldn't say things like that if they weren't true. I suppose I'm just over analyzing everything. But I miss you, good luck.
Motion City Soundtrack- Hold me down
I found a letter that said:
"I'm sorry that you were asleep when I wrote these words down,"
You'd think I'd ought to be used to that by now.
Save for a few of those late night episodes,
Missed opportunities, and "I Don't Cares,"
There's not a lot that I feel obliged to share or talk about.
I'll have my brother stop by this Saturday to pick up my things,
Just make sure you're not there.
This may sound bad, and don't take it the wrong way..
I love you, however,
You hold me down [x4]
You're the echoes of my everything,
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night.
You're the laziness of afternoon,
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom.
How will I break the news to you? [x2]
Cancel our dinner with Max and Coraline,
feed Jacky's gerbil and try to stay clean.
We'll talk it over after I've had some time alone to sort it out.
You hold me down [x4]
You're the echoes of my everything,
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night.
You're the laziness of afternoon,
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom.
You're the leaky sink of sentiment,
You're the failed attempts I never could forget.
You're the metaphors I can't create to comprehend this curse that I call love..
How will I break the news to you? [x5]