so once again i miss the oppertunity to tell her how i feel. i think it's my last one. it's just that my feelings are so strong that no words i think of can even remotely come close to describing how i feel. i want to tell her what's in my head but nothing comes out. my stupid stupid mouth i hate it. i wish it could translate my thoughts clearly. ( Read more... )

my girl is still out. i do wish that she would return home so that i could see her. i miss everything about her, the way she looks, smells (although i only catch small amounts of that), sounds, tastes. oh god what have i done. if i knew this was doomed from the start i would have done it anyway. you make me so happy to be alive. now that i'm ( Read more... )

hello me. i'm you when you were a fucking idiot. do you remember that girl whom you love so dearly. yeah she's gone now, and it's your fault. why couldn't you tell her how you felt? why didn't you reach out for her when she was sad. maybe now she is off with another person making their live as good as she made yours. why did you make such a big ( Read more... )

here i sit while you are washing in the next room. i read your music quotes and your internet thoughts and wonder if any of the good ones are of me. i ponder how i can make you feel again, as it seems that you have lost that ability. i burn for you every new day only to have my fire doused with your biting words. do you love me? perhaps. perhaps ( Read more... )