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observation de vous;
observation de moi
on isolé tiennent le premier rôle
vous ne savez pas qui vous êtes
j'ai vous ai toujours aimé
mais vous avez pris mon amour pour accordé
parole au revoir
the 4 hearts
Sunday, May 27, 2007
emo. been reading alot the past couple of days. hey hey. surprise! i didn't go out with anyone. i was alone. at home. feeling bored. so i read. sigh. this subject's been on my mind for so freaking long time. and unless i get an answer to it, i'm still pretty chummed up about it all. the taste is pretty bitter. it gets much to the brain, and the heart. it makes your skin tingle when you think about it. then it starts to itch. you just feel like getting rid of it but you can't. peace is when the heart and the mind are not enemies. they say dreams represent things that you subconsciously hope for. so what happens when dreams become almost real? will they ever really happen? because dreaming about these specific things sometimes feel so good. remember england. remember me. remember you. remember acorns. i used to dream of you and wake up crying knowing fully well that i'll never see you again. now when i dream of you, i don't cry anymore. i just wake up and force myself to believe it will never happen. how can i not love you? my whole life's changed because of you. i can only pray for you to be happy and safe. please be happy and safe. it felt so good having you back in my life. even in a dream.
- everything's just temporary;
2:58 PM
