I'm an insomniac during the weekend.
I think too much.
Long night.
Tired. Hungry.
I miss the spot.
Running back, never forget.
Put the world on mute.
I'm everything you don't need.
You already have it.
A mirror image of yourself.
You are the legend, I will never back down.
Nothing will make this go away.
Truth be told, I like having it.
Drowsy.
Get under my skin.
Numb my fingertips.
I wonder what he dreams.
Soft kiss.
Our breathe, slowly escapes and exchanges.
From my lungs to yours, your mouth to mine.
Thin lips.
Jumble up some phrases.
You were never who I thought you were.
Just the person you pretended to be.
Talking to yourself to keep you sane.
How long will this last?
I long for talents, just like the ones they possess.
I wish I knew how to beat the system.
But I'm not like everyone else.
Slurred speach.
Intoxicated minor.
Taste lingers on my tounge.
Hold on to your memories.
Remember.
Your steady breathing.
Don't leave me.
Ever.
Peaceful.
Remember the past.
Let the future come.
No plans.
No regrets.
Wake up everyday and tell yourself:
I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today.
I can choose which it shall be.
Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet.
I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it
Don't sweat the small things.
Shit happens.
Greg said it best, a few nights ago this week.
People will understand.
Crooked lamp shades.
I look forward to seeing you once more.
The world is a small place, after all.
Shadows.
Goodnight moon.
~xoxo
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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