Friday, March 12, 2004

*oh why cant i be what you need, a new improved version of me, but i'm nothing so good, no i'm nothing just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs of violence of love and of sorrow.. i beg for just one more tomorrow where you hold me down fold me in deep deep deep in the heart of your sins
i break in two over you. i break in two and each piece of me dies. and only you can give the breath of life.. but you dont see me, you dont...
here i'm in between darkness and light, bleached and blinded by these nights where im tossing and tortured til dawn by you, visions of you then youre gone.. the shock lifts the red from my face when i hear someone's taking my place how could love be so thoughtless, so cruel
when all, all that i did was for you
i break in two over you.. i break in two and each piece of me dies and only you can give the breath of life but you dont see me you dont..
i break in two over you i break in two and each piece of me dies and only you can give the breath of life but you dont see me you don't...
i break in two over you.. i break in two over you, over you i break in two i would break in two for you.. now you see me.. now you don't. now you need me.. now you don't*
from autumn to ashes.

yesterday.. you DID make it here! i was sitting here at 3:30 and i sent you a message.. "are ya still working?" and yr HERE! yr OUTSIDE! not working, HERE!! i was like flutter flutter! and it was amazing. we had such good conversation and smiles and laughter and it was amazing. its the way you look at me. sigh. amazing. playing guitar for each other. looking at yr freckles. talking about bands. cuddling. *lost in love is what i feel when im with you* i think thats like "lost in love" by sheriff or something like that.

hung out with myspace boy, didnt go so well as id have thought. no spark for me. nope nope. could be that id been with the enigma earlier in the day, but i would bet not.

fisafhueruwiwuhgjdv. thats how i feel still. amazing light and airy. how the fuck do you do this to me? cos i know in a few days the make believe will run out and ill be miserable again, ill feel used and shelved and sad, and then ill see you and youll play this game and ill be in love for a few days. maybe when you go on tour for the whole summer ill break the cycle.

right now, im going to bed though.
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