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truth... truth... what is truth? Friday, November 07, 2003 @ 12:42 am
I can't forget you. I never will.
It's always a song that gets me. Linkin Park, Evanescence, Train, that new song by Dido... something in all of them reminds me of you.
Not that you care.
Not that I expect you to.
Though sometimes, I wish you would. I guess I like the pain.
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Well I will go down with this ship
I know I left too much mess and
Well I will go down with this ship
And when we meet
Well I will go down with this ship
if I think about this anymore, I'll go crazy. sometimes i think that's what I really want. as an excuse? who knows.... and there I go with the thinking and the craziness all over again. i should just get some sleep, but I can't seem to tear myself away from your name staring back at me. I should delete the damned thing, but I can't bring myself to do it. I guess I think I deserve to feel the pain. But it's like shoving a dog's nose into its own shit when it messes on your clean carpet; the dog doesn't learn anything except to enjoy the smell of its own feces.
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