The signal is subtle
We pass just close enough to touch
No questions, no answers
We know by now to say enough
With only simple words
With only subtle turns
The things we feel alone for one another
There is a secret that we keep
I won't sleep if you won't sleep
Because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
We are compelled to do what we must do
We are compelled to do what we have been forbidden
So I won't sleep if you won't sleep tonight
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
so much sadness... just too much
maybe i've been such an artist at hiding my feelings for so long, that they've come to push at the surface and now, long for attention.
that's how i've been feeling these past few days.
there's just so much to be sad about.
firstly, france lost. and not in such a grand way as they should have, if they have to. what the hell was zidane thinking? if only you controlled your temper and saved it for penalties, my dear.
and barthez, where did your reflexes go? gosh.
then there's school, money and the good ol' licence. yea, those buggers keep creeping into my head 24/7.
and this issue and that, with my baby. ouch, it hurts. i've felt so sad lately, yet haven't shed a tear. until tonight. all the walls came down. and i cried my eyes out till the bags were purple, black and blue. you name it. i looked pretty fucking ugly.
no sleep. depressed. and experiencing a sense of loss due to the fact that world cup's over. i really have no idea where all this depression is coming from. it can't be PMS, because that time has already passed.
i want someone to hold. just a shoulder to cry on. but there's no one.
as always.
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Wani
23/02/1986 (Pisces)
(Psychology & Communications) Monash University
Chatting, chilling, poetry, movies, making love, making out.
Tigger & Princess
In love with love; cynical with a hint of tease. ;) LOVE THE WORLD AND SMILE AT THE STRANGER.
