Do you ever let your mind wander like I do?
Think of your life like every romantic drama you've ever seen.
Wouldn't you love it if they did beg you to take them back?
Tell you they love you and losing you was the biggest mistake they've ever made?
But they don't.
They just stop caring.
In 24 hours, all the love is gone.
You don't know how it happened, but it doesn't matter anymore.
You can't change a damn thing, so understanding isn't important.
And then you get to a point where you're happy you can't change anything.
You realize they're a prick and you want nothing to do with them, maybe.
Or you leave the city, and forget.
They've forgotten you.
And as hard as it is to come to terms with that, it's the truth.
A part of you will always want there to be a part of them that won't forget.
A part of them that will want you back, in some way or another, everytime they see you.
It's like that for some of us.
Maybe one or two past lovers would do anything to have you back if they got the chance.
But the problem with life is, no one knows what the most important thing is:
Love.
Whatever way you want it, healthy, toxic, fun, adventurous..
Love is everything.
Which is why people want there to be more attached to love.
They don't want to believe love, true love, can end.
But it can.
It does.
And maybe you want to convince yourself that person never loved you.
But sometimes the truth can't leave.
You know they wouldn't have cried for you that way, wouldn't have wanted to die for you,
if they never loved you.
Love is an easy thing.
And the hardest thing in the world.
About Me
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
KILLER!
Glamour is my name,
and I play the glamour game.
I don't care who you are,
as long as i like what you wear.
I change from week to week,
catch up if you can.
And if you can't,
don't let me catch you.
My mission is to make us,
all mindless in the end.
I hope we're all too-skinny,
chap-lipped, and puffy-eyed,
when I'm done here.
Hollywood at it's finest baby.
I like this hollow bitterness,
it's the foundation of haute-couture.
I bite my lip and raise my eyebrow,
and watch you crash/burn.
And if you get one bow out of line,
don't expect to be on the cover
of this month's Vogue.
This high-end world IS fashion,
and when you're all strutting around,
empty and done-up.
I'll be happy.
But honestly, if you ask her anyway,
living is better than dying,
and crying is better than lying.
She loves you, you know.
She wants you to win.
But if I'm God, she's Satan.
Are you Hell?
and I play the glamour game.
I don't care who you are,
as long as i like what you wear.
I change from week to week,
catch up if you can.
And if you can't,
don't let me catch you.
My mission is to make us,
all mindless in the end.
I hope we're all too-skinny,
chap-lipped, and puffy-eyed,
when I'm done here.
Hollywood at it's finest baby.
I like this hollow bitterness,
it's the foundation of haute-couture.
I bite my lip and raise my eyebrow,
and watch you crash/burn.
And if you get one bow out of line,
don't expect to be on the cover
of this month's Vogue.
This high-end world IS fashion,
and when you're all strutting around,
empty and done-up.
I'll be happy.
But honestly, if you ask her anyway,
living is better than dying,
and crying is better than lying.
She loves you, you know.
She wants you to win.
But if I'm God, she's Satan.
Are you Hell?
attention!
it's not a sin to get your attention,
i'm a sucker for attention,
will you give me your attention,
i need everyone's attention,
"calling everyone to attention!
i'm the speaker, pay attention",
what i'll say will grab attention,
but you need to take attention,
when i'm out to get attention,
i just have to get attention,
if you don't give your attention,
i won't give you my attention,
and i'll steal all the attention.
i'm a sucker for attention,
will you give me your attention,
i need everyone's attention,
"calling everyone to attention!
i'm the speaker, pay attention",
what i'll say will grab attention,
but you need to take attention,
when i'm out to get attention,
i just have to get attention,
if you don't give your attention,
i won't give you my attention,
and i'll steal all the attention.
you're over me? good luck.
everything's wrong, and nothing's right,
i can't remember the last time i slept at night,
i want you bad, but i want you gone,
i wanna be with you and not on my own,
i want to play with you in the snow and the rain,
baby, i really want to laugh again,
i want you to understand when im sad,
i want you to follow when i wanna be bad,
i want you to be happy, and never be mad,
i never want to feel like you're holding me back,
i wish i could ask for the right amount,
i wish i knew when to stop ripping you out,
i want to sit under the moon and the stars,
i want to be in love the way that we are,
i'll figure out how and ill figure out when,
baby, i just want you here again.
written May 28, 2009
posted August 28, 2009
and i still feel the same.
save me.
i can't remember the last time i slept at night,
i want you bad, but i want you gone,
i wanna be with you and not on my own,
i want to play with you in the snow and the rain,
baby, i really want to laugh again,
i want you to understand when im sad,
i want you to follow when i wanna be bad,
i want you to be happy, and never be mad,
i never want to feel like you're holding me back,
i wish i could ask for the right amount,
i wish i knew when to stop ripping you out,
i want to sit under the moon and the stars,
i want to be in love the way that we are,
i'll figure out how and ill figure out when,
baby, i just want you here again.
written May 28, 2009
posted August 28, 2009
and i still feel the same.
save me.
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