i think she’s the one. is it too early to tell? she’s funny, kind, and charming, intelligent and cheerful. she likes tea. food. takes steps to improve herself. she likes gaming. stories. writing. she sounds……great actually. so what’s next. i’m at the age where….. i don’t wanna mess around.. where it’s not encouraged for me to mess around. but i still think she’s the one. we’ll see. time … will… tell..?
i have to change what i call you..
because if i do even call you anything other than what i call you, i acknowledge that i have some sort of feelings for you.
“she will never love you”
maybe that seer was right.
maybe he was lying.
i don’t want to find out. i can’t afford to not talk to you.
last wednesday, i went on a date.
it wasn’t really a date, but it was as well.
we had fun. we talked a lot. we had extremely good food
i got to walk the girl to a place where she was able get home safely.
i feel empty now. that just seems cruel to myself. i always something, or someone, i can never have.
it’s my penance isn’t it.
Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do, I still feel you here ’till the moment I’m gone.
You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your reign.
Set me free, leave me be. I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I’m supposed to be.
But you’re on to me and all over me.
You loved me ’cause I’m fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.
Set me free, leave me be. I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I’m supposed to be.
But you’re on to me and all over me.
I live here on my knees as I
Try to make you see that you’re
Everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you’re neither friend nor foe though I
Can’t seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you’re keeping me down
You’re keeping me down, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’re onto me, onto me and all over
Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long
Sigh. Liverpool. Next year, next year.
I never understood math.
We were always asked to show our work. How idiotic is that?
Bosses don’t care how I do my job, all they want are results.
So yeah, as long as I come to the same conclusion, math teachers shouldn’t care how I get my results.
Silence is easy, poor misguided fool..
Sometimes, I look at you, and I really wish to say something. But the words get stuck and the moment is gone.
“I want to fall to sleep with you,
and I could care less
whether it is in
layers upon layers
of clothing
or only our skin–
all I really want is to wake up
not knowing
where I end and you begin.”
— Beau Taplin, “A Goodnight”
I was the lunatic who embraced vulnerability. You were too safe, too smart for your own good.
Memories 