woosh
Enlève tes chaussons de rock and roll avant ton slam sur le canapé
Dimanche 15 juin 2008 à 20:08
"Tu es passée de réalité à souvenir pour moi en une semaine." he said.
the news are pretty sad, he just stopped thinking of me and it's driving me mad, it's drinving me mad, i'm feeling like a young bird abandonned by his mother, except that he were my half not my mother. apparently, he's now able to live without me but i can't. well, i can spend a week without talking to him, but i was sure he would come back, and tell me we could get back to that strange relationship that was essential for me. You answered for the last time i guess, you don't pick up the phone when my name is flickering, you say you're quiet without me. fucking shit, you decided that you had to break up a second time, just to hurt me much more than i have been hurt last time. i'm sorry i wasn't talking enough, on the internet you know i'm fed up with those conversation that aren't going nowhere. i'd rather talking to your eyes, in the real life, in nancy, sitting on your bed, with no kiss, just strong friendship. after trying to get it back, you thought it had to be over.
i'm not DONE, i still have hugs waiting for you. i want london with you, and these dreams in (y)our head(s). in the same way you decided to forget me, i'm deciding i must come back to your life.
take me back.
i can't forget the time or place where we met. you're the one that was able to understand me, to make me peaceful with my life. i have never known the like of this, i'm meant to love you.
whatever "he's" here or not. "baby come back
the news are pretty sad, he just stopped thinking of me and it's driving me mad, it's drinving me mad, i'm feeling like a young bird abandonned by his mother, except that he were my half not my mother. apparently, he's now able to live without me but i can't. well, i can spend a week without talking to him, but i was sure he would come back, and tell me we could get back to that strange relationship that was essential for me. You answered for the last time i guess, you don't pick up the phone when my name is flickering, you say you're quiet without me. fucking shit, you decided that you had to break up a second time, just to hurt me much more than i have been hurt last time. i'm sorry i wasn't talking enough, on the internet you know i'm fed up with those conversation that aren't going nowhere. i'd rather talking to your eyes, in the real life, in nancy, sitting on your bed, with no kiss, just strong friendship. after trying to get it back, you thought it had to be over.
i'm not DONE, i still have hugs waiting for you. i want london with you, and these dreams in (y)our head(s). in the same way you decided to forget me, i'm deciding i must come back to your life.
take me back.
i can't forget the time or place where we met. you're the one that was able to understand me, to make me peaceful with my life. i have never known the like of this, i'm meant to love you.
whatever "he's" here or not. "baby come back
Publié par woosh
Samedi 14 juin 2008 à 22:21
Everybody seems to think I'm lazy, i don't mind, i think they're crazy
, running everywhere at such a speed, till they find, there's no need. Please don't spoil my day, i''m miles away
and after all i''m only sleeping
Publié par woosh
Samedi 31 mai 2008 à 17:23
Pourquoi ne pas écouter la musique à fond puisque de toute façon on ne veut pas vieillir ?
Publié par woosh
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