
closer revisited
"why wont you let me?"
"why wont you let me love you?"
"if you love me you'd forgive me...it meant nothing..."

closer revisited
"why wont you let me?"
"why wont you let me love you?"
"if you love me you'd forgive me...it meant nothing..."
you came in the dead of the night
cloaked in its blackness
shrouded in darkness
embraced by the shadows
you took me in your arms
tender loving
slow gentle
the stars reflect our radiating glow
the intensity and passion unfolding
silken flesh bathed in the warmth of the moonlight
the round orb
silently smiling down on us
fiercely protective of the secret
known only to her ever seeing eyes
hands clasped together tightly
dread the arrival of the morning light
fictional
images are all but for me to create
splurge:
* bag no. 17
* pink mango pants
* dorothy perkins t-shirt (decent)
* guess white long sleeve
* haircut
i am officially BROKE
time to hid my credit card somewhere i wont find it
signing my life away
i'm reminded of a lobster each time i look into the mirror
serves me right for sneaking off to tan without telling my parents
well hope the pain and redness will go away soon
i feel like and idiot
its so ITCHY
gahhh
the wound never did heal
its a huge gaping hole that cannot be healed
i'm still lost in the darkness
searching for the light
hoping to find you waiting on the otherside
i sat down and cried for you today
because i know
deep down inside
that it will never be.
i said i wouldnt cry for you
i lied.
i was so convincing that even i began to believe it to be true
but it isnt
and i'm tired of pretense
"what we are never changes
who we are never stop changing"
the pale glow of the moon
and the orange streetlights overhead
cast elongated shadows onto the ground
and on the walls
our silhouettes alongside each other-
where they belonged
reunited once again
three hearts beating as one.
i've missed us dearly
its like playing the tape of the last months of our life
and pressing the fastforward button.
its nice to back
revisited cartel once again
home to many of our happy memories
hours pouring over textbooks
and fretting over exams
joyous celebrations
fun filled afternoons
images of yester years
how fast indeed does time fly
sometimes,
i still wish that we could have stayed in our blue pinafores
and never grew up...
passion.
i've come to realise that that is the one thing that i seem to lack.
the fire burning within has long been put out and all that is left is a pile of smoking ashes.
fighting spirt and will seem to be lacking from the whole host of emotions that i am capable of feeling.
as i get older..i seem to have increasing hesitations at expressing my feeling and thought...when was the last time i've totally given myself to the moment? immersed myself in feelings and drowned in them...oblivious to the world...savouring all that is mine?
a glass wall that i cant seem to break through. unseen yet always there.
the sky was dotted with countless stars tonight
the begining of a new moon
wished you were here to share it with me
hands gripped the sterring wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white
tapping impatiently on the dashboard
slow steady breaths
on my left the broken record played
his inflections and intonations jarring
the prickly begining of the rash that wont go away
i had a good mind to jam my feet on the accelerator and kill us both
he was annoying the shit out of me
i miss boon
And you're not a saint
Just another soldier
On the road to nowhere"
its an ardous uphill climb
beads of pespiration dripping down my spine
knees threatening to buckle beneath the unbearable weight of me
yet still i trudge along
draggin my feet in the sand
the sun stares down
unleashing her fury
taunting me
trying to deter me
my throat is parched
squint my eyes beneath the glare
back bent
almost doubling over
i refuse to give up
i will make it to the top
i know the view is breath taking
it will be worth the sacrifice
it must
goodbye
as our lives draw us apart
i'm scared to loose sight of you
i dont want to wake up one day
only to realise
that i have forgotten your face.
why does every begining have to begin with an end?
why do we always have to first bid farewell
before welcoming with open arms?
too many tears have fallen
too many hearts are broken
holding on fast to the memory of you.
We follow the river down into the stream
That's where my dream began
I left my worries to the people who stare
And dreamed without a care
the silence is deafening
the absence of her cries resounds off the walls
i miss her terribly
my little bundle of joy
apple red lips
snow white skin
soft tender and smooth to touch
the strong grasp of your tiny hands
yanking and pulling at me
my earrings
hair
chain
whatever her royal highness desires
her cries and squeals fill the house
her laughter with her deep dimples light up the room
the little imp has been showered with unceasing attention
adding even more colour to her already pink cheeks
she's just hopelessly adorable
and i love her to bits
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
tired
every joint is screaming out in pain
i feel like eating yoghurt
meiji aloe vera flavoured
HOT
the heat is unbearable
overwhelming
ramdom thoughts
minds in a jumble
crazily tired
i cant wait for tomorrow
jovianna's coming
butterflies dance atop green pastures
littered with the first blooms of spring
the sun smiles gently down on us
bathing us in her warmth
reflecting the glow on our faces
the happiness in our eyes
went back to st nicks for sports day 05
for some reason felt strangely detached from everything
everything was just..
different
being swarmed and surrounded by a sea of unfamiliar faces.
despite the intensity of the sun
it felt strangely cold
gone was the spirit and cheer that i remembered
scrruied out at the earliest chance i had
to prevent my precious memories from being tarnished