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Month: July, 2013

why would you do that? i know i don’t mean everything but i thought i was something

So we walk our separate ways, trying not to look back. And no one can promise when I’ll see you again – where we’ll be, or the circumstances it/we/they will be in. So we go on with our lives, pretending like it doesn’t hurt, and like we don’t think about each other every day; multiple times a day. And the days will linger on, and we might get down to 5 times a day, a few more nights pass and it’s 3. And maybe one day you’ll call me, and tell me how much you miss me. Tell me how you didn’t want too but you couldn’t stop yourself from dialing my number. Tell me some silly little thing that happened to make you think of me, or maybe you just thought of me. Or I’ll be walking down the street and instinctively grab the edge of my shirt because I can’t grab your hand. And maybe one day I’ll sit here wanting to write to you, but I’ll press delete instead.

“Undone”

I’m sorry, I’m really a mess right now
I’m trying my best to get it together somehow
I can’t see this way, locked up in this pain that you left me
I’m unraveling, looking for things that’ll never be

Stars fade away they just crash into space
Disappear from the light like you and I

Tell me where love goes when it’s gone
Tell me where hearts go when they go wrong
Suddenly someone is no one I’ve come
Undone, undone, undone
Undone, undone, undone

I’m sorry, I let me fall for you
I can erase you and forget you but I can’t undo you
You’re the hand I can’t hold, the words I’m not told when I’m lonely
And I don’t want you back, I just want to have what you took from me

Stars fade away they just crash into space
Disappear from the light like you and I

Tell me where love goes when it’s gone
Tell me where hearts go when they go wrong
Suddenly someone is no one I’ve come
Undone, undone, undone

I’ll come around again
I know it’s not the end
But right now I’ve got nowhere to begin
To begin

Tell me where love goes when it’s gone
Tell me where hearts go when they go wrong
Suddenly someone is no one I’ve come
Undone, undone, undone

Nothing but emptiness inside
Love leaves a black hole where it dies
How can I ever love again, I’ve come
Undone, undone, undone
Undone, undone, undone
Undone, undone

If you were mine, I would: make you pancakes and put loads of syrup, kiss you, remind you how lovely you are, watch funny romantic comedies with you, read you books, draw you pictures, cuddle with you, hug you, hold your hand, give you my sweaters, make you tea or milo, play with your hair, tell you all my secrets, save you from lizards or any bugs, protect you from any monsters, write you poems, give you handwritten letters, send you cute good morning and goodnight texts and love you unconditionally.

“Its hard enough for me to believe that this is real. If I know that you’ve been spending a little time sharing yourself with someone else or there’s one other person that can provide for you things that I’m suppose to provide, its just too much for me to take.” -Artie (glee)

a quote that has been on my mind.

You are my serendipity. I wasn’t looking for you, but I’m sure glad I found you.