Thursday, October 04, 2007
- our pretentious minds -
We can't even pretend to move on, because there is nothing to move on from. Your voice, your smell, your looks, caught me by surprise, and now I'm left with no hope of hearing, of smelling, of seeing.
Well, no harm done. I have survived without them before, it only saddens me that it was only a moment of hope. Such a short moment it was! Oh, such forlorn feelings! (the new word I learnt today)
Regardless, tomorrow is always a new day and a new beginning. I only hope that we remain what we initially became. Tomorrow, I seek out a new beginning, as new beginnings are what keep me going. :))
~Dear 3am, we have got to stop meeting like this, it isn't healthy.
You know I would rather sleep with you instead.
Behave dear child, only the deepest of holes at the bottom of the bottle are worthy of my selection (shampagnee anyone?)~
Well, no harm done. I have survived without them before, it only saddens me that it was only a moment of hope. Such a short moment it was! Oh, such forlorn feelings! (the new word I learnt today)
Regardless, tomorrow is always a new day and a new beginning. I only hope that we remain what we initially became. Tomorrow, I seek out a new beginning, as new beginnings are what keep me going. :))
~Dear 3am, we have got to stop meeting like this, it isn't healthy.
You know I would rather sleep with you instead.
Behave dear child, only the deepest of holes at the bottom of the bottle are worthy of my selection (shampagnee anyone?)~
-{ missing you 10/04/2007 02:09:00 am }-