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years from now will i still be waiting for somebody else to understand?

jag försöker iallafall ha roligt

i don't give a fuck and i don't care--
lets end this tonight because your tomorrows may be too late.
the sadness of our lives taking different turns
doesn't even strike me anymore--
a faint distant memory,
of a haze.
you are my fork in the road.
i am your brutus.

valentine's won't mean anything anymore,
and the only memories i have left of you
are grey and gloomy --
you can be so dull,
perhaps this is the fact of how i see me in you --
perhaps it's best for us to end it as
we have nothing left in common anymore.
perhaps the aftermath of what used to be us
will not hurt.
perhaps it will.

no.
im NOT sorry.
i am not sorry for the things i have done.
and i am not sorry for causing you any anger.

i can't look back now.
i'm already gone.

Skrivet av copingwithfear, 2007-02-18

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and then there is nothing left for you
and then there is nothing that reminds me of you
and then there is no more heartache
and then there will be no air left for you to breathe
and then there will be no space for you inside the heart
and then there will no longer exist such a thing called -blank-
and then there are no more arguments in silence
and then there are no more feelings left inside
and then there are no quiet sundays in sunshine with you
and then.
there is only me.

Skrivet av copingwithfear, 2007-02-18

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