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
Thursday, March 29, 2007
shick
finally, after months and maybe even a year, i'm sick.
i make it sound like i'm glad it's happening to me. but, no. it's just that when i DO get sick, i get sick BAAAD. i'm incapable of doing literally anything.
i guess that's the sad part about not falling sick often - on average (per year), i get sick about twice. some years, once... or even not at all!
there was a year though, that i fell sick about 4 or 5 times. and that was awful. must be the change in climate. ozone depletion!pollution!global warming!
yeah, it's my woozy head that's talking - don't mind it. my throat's like sandpaper, and my head, the drumset of a metallic rock band. how cool is that?
anyway, my baby's back, and that keeps my spirits up, at least.
i wish i didn't have to beg, and my tears were enough to tell You i'm broken.
PUT YOUR LOVELY NAME HERE
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.
