I've never found quiet the right words to describe what I feel for you.
You always said I had a way with words...
You could make me smile even when the sky was falling,
And I'd walk that extra mile, as soon as you were calling.
You'd touch my hair, in a trance unless any other,
just like the pieces matches, and we were for eachother.
Ew. I have even lost my touch of words now.
I feel sick.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
I can't think. I miss you so much. And with each and every single day, this hole inside me is ripping open, and makes me feel more and more numb. Doing things that do not interest me, with hopes that time will pass quicker. How much longer, how many more minutes, till you're back.
Till I can remember what its like to feel like me again. So I can remember what its like to not feel empty and bare. Till I can feel something again.
Just something.
Till I can remember what its like to feel like me again. So I can remember what its like to not feel empty and bare. Till I can feel something again.
Just something.
Friday, March 11, 2011
I've been having such a hard time lately..
everything has been just falling apart, right after I built it all up.
I miss so many people, and although I know that dwelling is not the way to get by, I find it's what I always end up doing. The late nights. The insomnia. SO, I just go back to art. Art art art.
It's been so long, and I miss you. Oh so horribly. I need to find a way to cope. Its just so freakin' hard. I've been learning alot about physics, and about the universe, the orgin of our existence.
I also think alot of stuff is gonna happen, that'll come with all these natural disasters we've been having. And that'll REALLY mix things up...
ANYWAY, off to watch smallville! :3
OH, and ma'am! I miss chu.
everything has been just falling apart, right after I built it all up.
I miss so many people, and although I know that dwelling is not the way to get by, I find it's what I always end up doing. The late nights. The insomnia. SO, I just go back to art. Art art art.
It's been so long, and I miss you. Oh so horribly. I need to find a way to cope. Its just so freakin' hard. I've been learning alot about physics, and about the universe, the orgin of our existence.
I also think alot of stuff is gonna happen, that'll come with all these natural disasters we've been having. And that'll REALLY mix things up...
ANYWAY, off to watch smallville! :3
OH, and ma'am! I miss chu.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
So, miss.
Even though I haven't heard from you in some time, I miss you, still.
It's been over a year since we were ripped apart, and it still hurts like it was yesterday. I can still see the tears. I can still smell your scent. And I can still feel that love. But I miss. you.
And thats what I can't seem to let go of.
I promised that I would come back for you, and so I will.
Let's hope that neither of us have forgotten who we were, and who we are, when that time comes.
"To go back from the start, to see where it all began, or end up at the part and watch how it all ends."
I feel so alone without you. No one has filled that gap.
It's been over a year since we were ripped apart, and it still hurts like it was yesterday. I can still see the tears. I can still smell your scent. And I can still feel that love. But I miss. you.
And thats what I can't seem to let go of.
I promised that I would come back for you, and so I will.
Let's hope that neither of us have forgotten who we were, and who we are, when that time comes.
"To go back from the start, to see where it all began, or end up at the part and watch how it all ends."
I feel so alone without you. No one has filled that gap.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
So we're struggling, lifes our souls, and failing with each attempt.
I've been having so much trouble sleeping lately.
So many problems, yet I can't seem to let any of them bother me.
Most of all I think what bugs me is the amount of people that I haven't been seeing lately. And people that I want to talk to me more, that don't.
I've been sketching and painting like a maniac with a cause.
Man, I wish I could sleep.
Did you know that dogs have cleaner mouths than humans?
That semen has essential nutrients in it?
That every single person has a unique way of writing, like a finger print?
That Nigel thinks he's a bit crazy, even on his best days.
Or that I get sick whenever I think about Riley.
Or that I hate how my last girlfriend turned out, woohoo.
Me on the losing side, like always.
Constantly, disappointment, and yet I have the most unique and upbeat tempto.
It's like not only do I stay positive, when I have no reason to, I have a way of making that positivity move on to other people. A contagious positive.
Honestly, I wish I could teleport.
I've been having so much trouble sleeping lately.
So many problems, yet I can't seem to let any of them bother me.
Most of all I think what bugs me is the amount of people that I haven't been seeing lately. And people that I want to talk to me more, that don't.
I've been sketching and painting like a maniac with a cause.
Man, I wish I could sleep.
Did you know that dogs have cleaner mouths than humans?
That semen has essential nutrients in it?
That every single person has a unique way of writing, like a finger print?
That Nigel thinks he's a bit crazy, even on his best days.
Or that I get sick whenever I think about Riley.
Or that I hate how my last girlfriend turned out, woohoo.
Me on the losing side, like always.
Constantly, disappointment, and yet I have the most unique and upbeat tempto.
It's like not only do I stay positive, when I have no reason to, I have a way of making that positivity move on to other people. A contagious positive.
Honestly, I wish I could teleport.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xr3qfy78iG4
HOW THE FUCK DID I FUCKING LET A YEAR GO BY AND FEEL SO FUCKING numb.
and how the fuck am i still here.
when all i want to do is be with you.
whicch i know won't happen.
SO, next thing to come along, which will be here one day.
soon, hopefully, for i'm feeling lonely, and i need someone who's on the same brain level as me. which i haven't found. yet. even though i've been all over this fucking town known as london. with this many people, why can't i find one.
cv.
thats all i think about.
why.
why
why.
and why, on this fucking date, can i still trace back the memories of my brain, and still feel each emotion of that horrible day, and will haunt me everytime i think about you. I remember you yelling at me on the street. And riding my bike and throwing it aside, and fucking yelling at you, telling you to finally talk to me.
I remember you telling me you hated me. I never gave up. I continued to love you, and love you, and love you. I made my life change, because you changed me, and in exchange. This pain and sorrow, this longing for fucking there to be tomorrow. with the only prospects of happiness is what i create, and control.
until someone else comes along.
and how the fuck am i still here.
when all i want to do is be with you.
whicch i know won't happen.
SO, next thing to come along, which will be here one day.
soon, hopefully, for i'm feeling lonely, and i need someone who's on the same brain level as me. which i haven't found. yet. even though i've been all over this fucking town known as london. with this many people, why can't i find one.
cv.
thats all i think about.
why.
why
why.
and why, on this fucking date, can i still trace back the memories of my brain, and still feel each emotion of that horrible day, and will haunt me everytime i think about you. I remember you yelling at me on the street. And riding my bike and throwing it aside, and fucking yelling at you, telling you to finally talk to me.
I remember you telling me you hated me. I never gave up. I continued to love you, and love you, and love you. I made my life change, because you changed me, and in exchange. This pain and sorrow, this longing for fucking there to be tomorrow. with the only prospects of happiness is what i create, and control.
until someone else comes along.
Friday, January 7, 2011
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