11/16/2011

havn’t hurt this bad since in too long to remember. I laugh at myself now.
Listening to Tweet:: wouldn’t complain.
Wishing I could ‘tweet’ about it lol
making things humorous to get by the time.
because I say i wouldn’t complain but i’m sure that i would.
switch over to ashanti… but i know
if i let you rescue me, it will be more like getting lost again.
not good with new,
or trying not to run back to what’s old.
though old habits do feel great lately.
drinking way too early in the morning.
way too early.
wondering who was beside her last night
wondering why we couldn’t just get it right. Maybe it was me too.
Maybe i pushed too hard.
i didn’t feel like i was.
maybe i put up too much of a fight. I felt like we wanted
the same things though.
the maybe ‘I dids’ turn into
Maybe I Was Just Blind.
…the other night i woke up and you were looking at me. hovering over me, you came for me and kissed me so real i knew it was a dream and i woke up. ..looked up…No you.
letting myself go because i know this is something i have to go through.
***whispers without wanting to say it***
remembering me, and getting over you.