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, January 23, 2007
wee hours
i wonder why they call it "wee hours" of the night. there's nothing go "wee!" about.
and tonight, i feel that way. it's only when you're stuck at half past 2 in the morning, with a bloody essay to do, and there's no one to accompany you, not even msn buddies, and some good, mellow stuff from the dandy warhols (ironically called "sleep") is playing, do you realise (sometimes), how lonely you really are.
i just had a blow up with the boy about 4 hours ago over the phone, and i hung up on him. even though i promised him i'd never do that again. then i switched off the cell phone and disengaged the home phone.
slowly, loneliness creeped in to replace anger, confusion and desperation.
i should have finished my work by now. but noooooo. i just HAVE to think about him. and for what?
i already sent him a recording of an apology of almost 3 minutes via mms. now i'll just have to wait till dawn breaks upon us.
it's so tiring. ALL OF THIS. i don't want any of it. take it away.
please.
sometimes i'm stupid enough to think that You will miraculously surprise me and come over beneath my window. then neither of Us will be lonely for the night.
PUT YOUR LOVELY NAME HERE
Wani
23/02/1986 (Pisces)
(Psychology & Communications) Monash University
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