See what I want so much, he never hurt this bad.
(Be careful what you wish for.. Condolences goes out to you, your heart might as well have been involved in a tragic death. Living your life for your significant others, not knowing the most significant is yourself. Fooling your heart to believe you want something, so you work your hardest for a blind ambition. Figures you come to your senses when someone new comes along, that seems to tug at your heart even more than before.)
Now I must have written a dozen paragraphs trying to capture my and your thoughts.
357 miles, the distance the bus or train has to travel to get to you. 8 hours, the time it takes for the bus to reach its destination. 1 call, the quickest way I can feel home again. Apologies goes out to you, you had to fall for the wrong girl.
Bittersweet, you’re gonna be the death of me.
Unfinished, because I'm in the middle of. LOL
Monday, August 31, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Doctor's Orders
Harvard of the North is calling, good thing I have call waiting.
Stay on the line and do me the millionth favour this month and avoid pretending you didn't hear me. You are not my first, but I'm not yours either. But who wants first place when it's guaranteed a tragic death in this race? The past is just that, it has passed, it's over, it's nothing or shall I attempt to put it in a language you can understand? no es nada? You seem to be competing in a race that you've already won. If that medal around your neck did not quite convince you, look around you and you'll realize all the players are gone. You sent them home crying, possibly broken and defeated. So ease up silly, those shin splints are only gonna get worse. Take it seriously, these are doctor's orders.
And guess what?.. . ... .. Just guess. Ya that's right, I know you know. Don't wait for it, because hopefully the morse code was understood. From first time greets and late nights partying in Dominican, to sleepless nights baking dry peanut butter cookies in Woodbridge. Dare I say you do not complete me, but instead complement me. Or dare we spend "24/7" together.. because we want to? Tick tock, time's running out, they say. But I've burned the ticking clocks.. now put away your hose fireman, this is a fire you do not want to put out.
Let's add on that green shirt to that fire, since it's no longer your size. Put your Drake album away, you are brand new.
Stay on the line and do me the millionth favour this month and avoid pretending you didn't hear me. You are not my first, but I'm not yours either. But who wants first place when it's guaranteed a tragic death in this race? The past is just that, it has passed, it's over, it's nothing or shall I attempt to put it in a language you can understand? no es nada? You seem to be competing in a race that you've already won. If that medal around your neck did not quite convince you, look around you and you'll realize all the players are gone. You sent them home crying, possibly broken and defeated. So ease up silly, those shin splints are only gonna get worse. Take it seriously, these are doctor's orders.
And guess what?.. . ... .. Just guess. Ya that's right, I know you know. Don't wait for it, because hopefully the morse code was understood. From first time greets and late nights partying in Dominican, to sleepless nights baking dry peanut butter cookies in Woodbridge. Dare I say you do not complete me, but instead complement me. Or dare we spend "24/7" together.. because we want to? Tick tock, time's running out, they say. But I've burned the ticking clocks.. now put away your hose fireman, this is a fire you do not want to put out.
Let's add on that green shirt to that fire, since it's no longer your size. Put your Drake album away, you are brand new.
Monday, August 03, 2009
Oops, I Did It Again
Now now.. did I not tell you you'd be back here? And looks like you got what you hoped for: the new post is about you. Oops, seems as though I've invaded your privacy one last time.
This would not be the 1st attempt, but hopefully a successful one, to permanently get rid of you. Trust me, I've always felt this way. People say never say never, but my bad ass little self said never would I want a friendship with you, and seven months later: not one bit has it changed. I feel exhausted from all thoughts and emotions concerning you, which is the reason why this will be brief and to the point. I swear I dealt with your smart ass along with your bullshit months ago. How have you manage to crawl back into my life.
I guess it's my fault for the lack of the garbage runs. The city workers were on strike, but they're back to work and I have one last garbage bag to toss out: You.
This would not be the 1st attempt, but hopefully a successful one, to permanently get rid of you. Trust me, I've always felt this way. People say never say never, but my bad ass little self said never would I want a friendship with you, and seven months later: not one bit has it changed. I feel exhausted from all thoughts and emotions concerning you, which is the reason why this will be brief and to the point. I swear I dealt with your smart ass along with your bullshit months ago. How have you manage to crawl back into my life.
I guess it's my fault for the lack of the garbage runs. The city workers were on strike, but they're back to work and I have one last garbage bag to toss out: You.
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