Monday, August 24, 2009

do you remember how we met? silhouetted by the lights... you were drunk and tried to take a mental picture with your hands. i was thinking about that and a bunch of other things. stop looking at the floor... i need to pour out this expansive dose of words. i can't explain... i need to be alone.
i know the timing isn't great, but these things you just can't plan. i just need a little time so i can find myself again. 'cause I get buried underneath all the things they think you are, and i'm too tired to pretend it doesn't hurt to be left out.
i had a pocket full of dreams, but i gave them all to you. now i think i want them back, so can you tell me if i'm crazy or confused? don't ever change the way you are... i've never loved anyone more.

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