(no subject)
Please don't be technology
So I can turn off your love
Like some cold machine
Don't feed me scraps from your bed
And I won't be the stray coming back
Just to be fed
Don't be waves
Come to seal my fate, marine
Just pretend
That you want me
And be my babe
~Brand New
I guess lately I'm wondering why the hell time is flying by, when I seem to be doing nothing at all? What have I been putting up with, just to be alone in the end? Always wanting something that wasn't there/wasn't meant to be/wasn't healthy... Always wanted to be wanted by someone that just wanted the next best thing, when I couldn't give any more, but he was still only half full and ready to take it all... There is only so much one person can give... the other part has to come from the other person, or it will fall apart.
The thing is that well... blah blah blah... I realize what HAPPENED...
but what the hell am I suppose to do about it? I mean, I don't see myself ever in a better situation, because as time and experience has told me... guys are always interested in the next best thing. How am I ever suppose to be enough? How am I, this one, single woman, suppose to be enough for one man, that is surrounded by so many different options in the media every single day? It's strange to me, and honestly absurd, that I feel like I will have to cave in and accept this as a fact. That in the end no matter what, I'll probably end up with someone who won't be satisfied....
I sincerely feel that to be true.
But it makes me so fucking sad... because I know I wouldn't be like that. When I fall in love, I have only eyes for that person. And sure, maybe I just haven't found that right person yet. But how could I have had something so good, nearly perfect, and still have been left behind, feeling like even in that lovely situation, that I STILL was not enough?
It just makes me so sad... I don't know if I honestly want to be with someone ever again... I mean I do... but.... well.... I dont' see myself falling so hard, or taking it as something that will seriously turn into a long term deal.
Facts are facts, life is life, and it's just so fucking sad.... all of it.
Love is a sad, sad thing. But for some reason my heart doesn't feel any better without it...
So I can turn off your love
Like some cold machine
Don't feed me scraps from your bed
And I won't be the stray coming back
Just to be fed
Don't be waves
Come to seal my fate, marine
Just pretend
That you want me
And be my babe
~Brand New
I guess lately I'm wondering why the hell time is flying by, when I seem to be doing nothing at all? What have I been putting up with, just to be alone in the end? Always wanting something that wasn't there/wasn't meant to be/wasn't healthy... Always wanted to be wanted by someone that just wanted the next best thing, when I couldn't give any more, but he was still only half full and ready to take it all... There is only so much one person can give... the other part has to come from the other person, or it will fall apart.
The thing is that well... blah blah blah... I realize what HAPPENED...
but what the hell am I suppose to do about it? I mean, I don't see myself ever in a better situation, because as time and experience has told me... guys are always interested in the next best thing. How am I ever suppose to be enough? How am I, this one, single woman, suppose to be enough for one man, that is surrounded by so many different options in the media every single day? It's strange to me, and honestly absurd, that I feel like I will have to cave in and accept this as a fact. That in the end no matter what, I'll probably end up with someone who won't be satisfied....
I sincerely feel that to be true.
But it makes me so fucking sad... because I know I wouldn't be like that. When I fall in love, I have only eyes for that person. And sure, maybe I just haven't found that right person yet. But how could I have had something so good, nearly perfect, and still have been left behind, feeling like even in that lovely situation, that I STILL was not enough?
It just makes me so sad... I don't know if I honestly want to be with someone ever again... I mean I do... but.... well.... I dont' see myself falling so hard, or taking it as something that will seriously turn into a long term deal.
Facts are facts, life is life, and it's just so fucking sad.... all of it.
Love is a sad, sad thing. But for some reason my heart doesn't feel any better without it...