A day in the life of me.

Things are going well.
Things are becoming much better.
I can see clearly now, for I have cried my last tear days ago.
I am as strong as a super hero.

Well, I'd like to think so anyways.

Status = changed.

I felt so helpless when I looked at something I told myself I wouldn't.

And now, I'm still crying.

I desperately want this lump in my throat to go away. Hurry before there's nothing you can do or say.

I'm heading towards the stage of hate.

tonight.

I sat in the sand and extended my hand
Yours was not there to hold.

I watched the sky light up and smiled
Your face was not around.

I took a look around and wondered
Where is he tonight?

I cried a little tear thinking
Of all the good times spent

Just another stepping stone
As I ponder what we meant

I dreamt of a new beginning
And you snook in from a far.

I closed my eyes to start over new
But all I could picture was you.


*****


Time will heal the longing. But for now, my nights are filled with unexpected lonelyness. I am strong, I am not alone.

confused.

listening to Stereophonics was a bad idea

i thought things would escalate by now
i thought you would be into it too
we poured our hearts out
and now the time is ticking
i just wish that with you, i wasn't so alone.

i guess it's true, love will make you do crazy things. you look even more insane when you're the only one who is there.

Note to self.

Couldn't of asked for a better day.
Time to sleep and dream the night away.

All is uphill from now on.

Just you wait and see.

A new beginning.

lying together
in a bed of honest tears
boxes surround
our biggest fear

imprints on shoulders
lost in crumpled sheets
yesterday's makeup
and ducks on our feet

a pause breaks the silence
as we hold each other tight
resume, breathe, frown or speak
close together for the supposed last time

when our worlds collide
let's climb inside
crawl underneath the restraints
and find a place to hide

carried your weakness
all the energy was free
and at the snap of a finger
you made me believe
it wasn't meant to be

knew the thoughts you were pondering
all the things kept unsaid
understood why you didn't
tried to get it out of my head

good-bye, is this the end?
can I still call you my friend?
good-bye, i'm missing you
but you're still kissing my forehead.

empty.