3 posts tagged “life”

Note- A letter to a friend. Hey, you wanted me to put this up here right? Even though you're probably never gonna read it...

Let’s talk tonight.

I know we should have done it long ago… while you were still around… but we were always so caught up in everything else…

And now you’ve gone so far away…

So, I guess I’ll just have to do with talking to the wall, hoping that somehow you can hear the words I always meant to say…

I never lied to you.

I always said, that this couldn’t go on forever, and that sooner or later, I meant to leave… and you agreed saying if I didn’t leave you surely would…

If both of us were so sure that this was all a mistake, then why do I feel so lost right now?

I keep wondering how you’re doing.

You seem fine…

And so I pretend I am too…

But every time you see right through me, I feel… horrible… as if I really am invisible, floating through this foreign world like some sort of ghost.

And I feel alone…

You told me that you were finally content… and that everything finally seemed like it was under control…

I don’t wanna mess that up.

I can’t… but I know that if I stick around for a while, I will…

So you’ll never see the scars, and you’ll never really hear what I‘m trying to say…

I guess it’s not really us talking tonight…

It’s just me…

And no one’s listening…

Good night darling.

For what its worth, thank you…

2330

I shouldn't even be writin right now... especially not directly...

Am so high...

It's jus so sad, that all we seem to be livin on are pictures of each other... whether real or the ones in our head...

I jus miss reality you know?

I guess all of us try so hard to escape it, that when we finally do, we're jus too glad to really care bout what we've given up...

But I do...

I'd rather live in total fear of the real tmrw... than safe in a fake today...

I miss everythin that kept me going... before it turne out to be just these substitutions...

But that's all any of us do, no?

Replace reality with somethin fake... because artificialty is so much more perfect than reality...

There's nothin I've ever wanted more... but I guess you always feel like that bout even the substitutions...

I guess, in the end, all you can do is stop wondering what you've traded in for where you are... because this is where you are... and this is what you now are...

You can never go back... so there's no real use of regret...

Front porches... I just miss swinging... the moment of weightlessness, when nothin matters... not the ground nor the fact that you'll always only be there... stuck to the pkace you've carved out for yourself...

You can miss the ppl you got used to... but thats all you can do... you can't wish em back... not the moments... and not the people...

Who we were, will always mean so much... but it can never defeat what we are now... all we can do is get used to it... and stop complaining...

"Swing life away"

I suggest you hear this song... Thanks for the song link Mave-chan...

Thats pretty miuch all the junk I have to spew this time...

Cya later...

*smiles*