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I turn a year older every 9 april since 1994. I do not need 8 hours of sleep at night and believe in ghosts. If I could make my life less complex, I would.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Talk is cheap

Hm what exactly am I waiting for? For something that comes and goes like the wind? What the hell is wrong with you?! What exactly are we looking for here? What is it about you that makes you so addictive, like a drug that I cannot quit?



What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do

It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken


Just quit playing games. And fuck off. Seriously. Get the hell out of my life on your accord.
Because I know I'll never have the strength to do it.

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