this empty gray haze
your lips your smile
lets talk awhile
i miss your skin
but i won't begin
to miss your touch
it hurts too much
you're gone my friend
our wounds can't mend
please take my hand
can't understand
my thoughts taunt
know that i want
you to forgive
me and i'll live
again, again
again, again
love me, love me
so i can be
with you again
with you again
this isn't about messing up or about getting into a fight. the "friend" is a metaphorical projection of my past. because i feel that i've lost too much of it to regain. i'm saying goodbye, and trying to move on.
seeking true love, seeking beauty. seeking self respect.
Devious Comments
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I am not here,
I'm not listening
I'm in my head
And I'm spinning
(30 Seconds To Mars)
--
We are who we were.
--
I am not here,
I'm not listening
I'm in my head
And I'm spinning
(30 Seconds To Mars)
--
We are who we were.
--
I am not here,
I'm not listening
I'm in my head
And I'm spinning
(30 Seconds To Mars)
It's true in feeling
and free in spirit.
You'll be okay, meighan.
You're beautiful.
You're wonderful.
You're amazing.
You can do this.
I love you.
p.s. check your
front door.
someone mighttt
have left you a
gift. . . .
>=3
I love you.
--
I am not what I am.
--
We are who we were.
--
"The less they know about how sausage and laws are made, the better they'll sleep at night."
-Some person who's name I do not know
--
We are who we were.
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