It's a bittersweet symphony, this life.

It's such torture, still being in this postion;
Undoubtedly an endless repitition.

. . . .
Back and forth,

and back and forth,

and back and forth,

and back and forth again..

You're graduating this year..
What shall I expect from that point onward,
Restlessness or contentment?

You know the one thing I want from you,
It's not that much to ask.

And Remember, I Can Be Your Diary

And remember,
I carry your secrets forever into eternity.
And I was there for you through some of the hardest times,
And I remember them all vividly.

I helped you.
I'd like to think I picked you up when you fell the hardest.
I was an accomplice, at least.
And that's where I learned to love you, through your vulnerablities..
Don't forget me, and that I'm here to catch you when you fall.
Whenever that may be.

No matter how hard; you can live it through for me.
You're impossible to forget.
You'll always be somehow engraved into my very being.
Your face is forever etched into my mind; erosion will never be an issue.

Do not be afraid.
I can your secretkeeper.
Your fall-breaker.
Your open book, to write your life in.

My mind is your canvas.
My hands are your pencils.
My eyes are your inspiration.
Use them at your will, my beloved.
They will never be stifled, as my love for you.

I learned to love through your vulnerabilites.
That you aren't perfect.
But that may be just the factor that makes you flawless.
You are forever accepted.

For the final time, do not forget it.
Even if you do, Ill be right here waiting.
Here, standing, anxious, curious.
Waiting to walk right into your willing arms.

Poker Is The Only Game You're Not Playing

Poker Is The Only Game You’re Not Playing
Current mood: nostalgic


At a touch of our fingertips
We can make it all disappear
Please don't escape my hopeful grip
Believe it or not, there was a time you wanted to be there.

If I can't touch you,
How do I remove my hands?
Must be deaf to all of it;
I just can't meet your demands.

All you wanted is for it to be over
But somehow I couldn't let it go
Now that the snow is lain
It doesn't change a thing.

I still sleep with your picture,
And the note you sent.
I know it's just my tendencies,
But they are the only things I've got left.

And everything I've dreamt about may never come true,
Everything I wished on a shooting star for,
I've come to accept the fact that I can't have you.
It doesn't change a thing.

If I can't touch you,
How do I remove my hands?
If I can't love you,
How do I remove my heart?

If I can't think about you,
How do I reset my brain?
Babes, it won't ever go the way you want,
It doesn't change a thing.

My Stupidity Gets The Better Of Me, Once Again

September 6, 2008 - Saturday
Current mood: lost/empty
My Stupidity Gets the Better of Me, Once Again

I don't know how to describe it. And I don't really know if you care. The only thing I know, is that I'll never have you here. You're a part of me, no matter what they say. And I just can't let you go. My heart is breaking, my hands are shaking; I don't feel emotions anymore, like a pair of worn out brakes, mine have gone with time and use. Or so it seems. Everything shown here is real... Is it, really? You're perfect to me; you have no flaws. There are no barriers, like states without laws. I can't take this anymore. I'm done, I'm done. All I want to see is the sun. The bright side of things, the feelings come with. All I want is "I love you." T'was never missed. It was never there and will never be. Am I wanted? At all? Speak up, speak up. I can't handle this numbness; push me down, help me stand again. It's an oddity how much I care. I see you with her; I'm physically sick. Not normal, huh? I'm sure if I see you kiss her I'll get dizzy and fall. Do I have to wake up? Even at all? It's torture here. And you should know. You have suffered some limiting blows. Please give me a chance, if things do not go. Please, babes, listen, It's me I want you to know. I wish I could be perfect for you, that's all I want. But if nothing else flies, I want to know you upfront. A best friend, someone you can trust. That's all I ask. So as I drink this last glass down, just know I'll be there through every hidden tear, every frown. I can't stand to lose you, not now, not ever. Take those words to heart. They won't be liable to change.

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