Preface: Today I have had around 18 million thought running through my head, give or take 1000 or so. You know how this is. So rather than try and formulate them into something organized, I decided to let chaos prevail in this case. So I may not make any sense, I may seem irrational, I may even come across as clever... haha riiight.
Are you vulnerable? It takes much to unknowingly walk into your life and ask you to love me as I tell you I will give love back. Who can see the future? I sometimes like to think that I can but my tears blur the vision. It's might just be a prolongation of deceit. Don't make me wait for long because I cannot remain here forever. Maybe a star will fall, maybe the sun will not go down. I feel you take me and all I am for granted. Luck will not play with you much longer. If you care for me, be there for me.
You only get one chance. Or another if I deem necessary. But this is the only life you will have. You choose how you will spend it. Will I be apart of those clear mornings and stormy nights? I'm here with my raincoat and umbrella, I'm here with my swimtrunks and flip flops. Do I unpack or should I head on out?
I only believe half of what you say. I have tried to see things from your point of view. But it seems that my point of view is non-existent. Don't you realize that the sun doesn't revolve around you? There are other people out there. Take a deep breath. Stop playing the victim. Stop looking for reasons to be upset and hurt. It's summer time. Can we please just enjoy the break with out having to deal with all this shit you keep piling on us? I thought you wanted to simplify? You are? What the hell do you call this then?
I'm trying to find peace and resolution in just letting things go and not worrying about the details of everything. I need to not seek what I consider to be closure or having the last word. No matter how right I think I may be, I need to let things go. It just isn't worth the mess. Go your way, and I'll go mine.
Analyzing you, you, I see that you are more crazy than I. I could bring you so much pleasure. A small heat from within I want you to warm me again. I want you.
Look at you now, you have no where to go.
I could have been the one to save your soul.
Knowing when to hold close and when to let go. Knowing that people need space just as they do attention.
No comments:
Post a Comment