i keep losing you
over and over again
and i can’t take it
i can’t face it
the truth; it hurts
you’re my only vice
and though i’ve known it all along
i’d say it once more
i miss you
i’d rather be cold, distant, heartless and aloof than to be taken for granted.
isn’t life so strange and peculiar. to take someone in such high regard, and in turn be though of as nothing by that particular person. Worse still; it’s perfectly normal. And we all do it. Unfortunately.
whatever it is, i care enough to not distance myself. sometimes i’d consider it (cus i know i can).
but.. is it worth it to keep holding on anymore?
(love walking through parks during winter. Photograph taken at the washington memorial park, December ‘10)
drag your heart up to the starting line
forget the ghosts that make you old before your time
its too easy to get left behind
i know youve been kicked around
but tie up your thoughts and lay them down on me
each heart is a paper kite blown around by the breeze
but love wont rest till it brings you to your knees.
- ‘The starting Line’ by Keane
Just a few weeks left till i enlist.
I get bitter over the fact that sometimes I am unable to prove myself. To prove my capabilities when I know I can do so much better. But ever so often you tell yourself that there are other contributing factors as to why not. You tell yourself that. Always.