::sniff.sniff::
06/06/2003 01:40 p.m.
Last night I dreamt of you...
Our eyes gazed, with satin kisses.
Those sad eyes always got in the way,
You're still breaking my heart.

But it wasn't a dream, and there were no kisses
Only your breath hinted with the scent of stale beer
But after the reoccurence of half-assed passion you seemed home, you seemed like you were back again. And we talked, of coarse about unpleasant things for my head to contemplate. But I felt relieved, after the feeling of overwhelming frustration and loneliness seeped through my porous sponge exterior. We were fine, I was fine, but the goodbye's leave me somehow left of the middle, back to tears. You always make me believe you in the end, trusting you, and falling into your scent. That smell....stuck on the tip of my nose, embedded into the parts of my skin you had caresssed. But on to other things..............nothing comes but you.


"...Unbreak my heart
Say you'll love me again
Undo this hurt that you caused when you walked out the door and walked out of my life
Uncry these tears
I cried so many nights..."
I am currently Lovesick
I am listening to Unbreak my heart