Thursday, May 20, 2010
Far away.
So this time, I am only going about 1000 miles away, it's alright, never too far.
good night spent with the boys, funny shit as usual, we laugh we argue we eat we love.
if only we didnt need anyone else aye.
we would be so happy just staying together.
Im not the kind of girl that has it all,
im not even the kind that looks good when i wake up,
i dont have the perfect body,
neither do i have the perfect face,
im not super smart either .
I'm just simple & ordinary.
but you know what?
Someone someday is going to see me as extraordinary,
perfectly imperfect.
And that, is enough to make me happy.
tata lovers, i'll see you when i get back. (:
Time to tell me the truth
To burden your mouth for what you say
No pieces of paper in the way
'Cause I can't continue pretending to choose
These opposite sides on which we fall
The loving you laters if at all
No right minds could wrong, be this many times
My memory is cruel
I'm queen of attention to details
Defending intentions if he fails
Until now, he told me her name
It sounded familiar in a way
That I could have sworn I'd heard him say it
Ten thousand times, oh, if only I had been listening
Leave unsaid, unspoken
Eyes wide shut, unopened
You and me always between the lines
Between the lines
I thought I, thought I was ready to bleed
That we'd move from the shadows on the wall
Stand in the center of it all
Too late, two choices, to stay or to leave
Mine was so easy to uncover
He'd already left with the other
So I learned to listen through silence
Leave unsaid, unspoken
Eyes wide shut, unopened
You and me always be
You and me always be
I tell myself all the words he surely meant to say
I'll talk until the conversation doesn't stay on
Wait for me, I'm almost ready when he meant let go
Leave unsaid, unspoken
Eyes wide shut, unopened
You and me always be
You and me always between the lines
Between the lines, between the lines
You & Me , always between the lines.
Sorry love, you can run and hide all you want.
my emotions were raw and put out right infront of you.
you need to fight , if not, get out of my face.
Not again, nope.
Fumble no more.
What am i holding onto?
nothing.
just the fear of getting out.
xx.
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