Monday, 20 October 2008
-"so why do you still do X ?"
-" Because I can. HURHUR."
What a rubbish reason for doing anything. Or at least it is rubbish as the sole reason for doing anything worthwhile. Such as X. Nevermind I didnt meant to talk about X and Y. That was just a random conversation that came to mind. (And i put it up because i can. yeah, whatever.)
You are only half a moon,
playing hide and seek between the clouds
no longer flirtatious,
you are an enigma
that has receded into the depths from which
i found you.
You are a friend, taken out of context
seeking dreams away from me
spiralling the story out of control
until the cloud gets its away
and you ride the sun into a place
that I am lost to.
You are a family,
singing songs and telling stories
meant for my bedtime,
but I had already
fallen asleep, dreaming.
You are gone
taking the sequel
too far away
taking it
to the next morning
~
-"songs keep me sane"
- "yeah. too true." *in my mind- i guess you havent listened to any songs recently eh? snap!
Five Minutes to Midnight by Boys Like Girls
Blonde on Blonde by Nada Surf
12:47 am
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