Yes, it’s true that I’m the one who needs you. My pride tells lies, saying ‘You will pull through.’ Sometimes I’m up, but I’m mostly down, just like a leaf in the wind. I know the place where I need to end- but where do I begin?
She has a fear of love, accepting everything but what she really dreams of. She keeps her heart locked; no, she won’t ever answer even though she hears a knock. But love is at the door, and after all, isn’t that what we are here for?
Do you feel a thing? Well I feel nothing, oh and I feel nothing… that’s a lie; I will always feel something when you come around. You will always be a part of me now.
And the license said you had to stick around until I was dead… but if you’re tired of looking at my face, I guess I already am.
Don’t get me wrong if I’m acting so distracted- I’m thinking about the fireworks that go off when you smile.
Holding on to you is like playing with broken glass. I’m fighting off the memories and all the living in the past.
now it’s me and my cigarettes and alcohol tonight.
How could a night so frozen be so scalding hot? How can a morning this mild be so raw? Why are entire years strewn on the cutting room floor of memory, when single frames from one magic night forever flicker in close up on the 3D Imax of my mind…
that’s.. poetic? that’s pathetic.
Dear Jamie,
I’ve got a letter I would like to send.
It’s lacking strings of words with punctuation at the end.Should I trust this dialect?
To convey the right effect?Dear Jamie I’ve got some things I’d like to set in pen
I would have used a pencil but lead’s just not permanent.Should I trust my printer’s ink?
To express the things I think?
Every page I tried my best to think of something to contest
With inside jokes and all the folks could have much more to sayDear Jamie, this envelope will represent my heart
I’ll seal it, send it off and wish it luck with its depart.This stamp will be every action that carry my affection.
Across the air and land and sea.Should I trust the postage due, to deliver my heart to you?
Every page I tried my best to think of something to contest
With inside jokes and other folks who have much more to say.Every page I tried my best to think of something to contest.
With inside jokes and other folks who have much more to say.Give you all I can.
Flower and a hand, I hope this helps you see —sincerely,
me
awww =)
Everyone keeps asking you “what exactly happened?” You’ve got all these excuses, but you don’t have an answer because you don’t know yourself… you don’t know your own weaknesses.
It’s Everyone’s Fault But Mine.



