Monday, February 05, 2007
SPINNING IN A TIME MACHINE.The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful,Stop me and steal my breath.Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky,Never revealing their depth.Tell me that we belong together,Dress it up with the trappings of love.I'll be captivated.I'll hang from your lips.Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.I'll be your crying shoulder.I'll be love suicide.I'll be better when I'm older.I'll be the greatest fan of your life.Rain falls, angry on the tin roof.As we lie awake in my bed.You're my survival, you're my living proof.My love is alive not dead.Tell me that we belong together.
ALRIGHT. To start with, so many things have happened, so many things have changed. Whether for the better or worst, they have, unexpectedly. Believe it or not, I'm actually beggining to LIKE school. I look forward to school EVERY morning@!Anyways, I guess it hurts when the ppl you love start to forget you. They might have said they wouldn't forget you despite distance but maybe we have to start to learn how to let the poisonous acid of reality run through our veins.For now, all I can do is hope and pray that they don't.It's hard to let go of somethin', and I loathe havin' to do it.God bless the broken road that led me straight to you.
Youjin felt like updating @ 8:13 PM
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