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The Journal of Angel J McRae Needed filling
04/06/2006 07:07 a.m.
I wish I could be someone's everything again, if just for tonight. These top shelf liquors can't hide pain past 2am and I'm giving in to you. I want to be consumed, just taken away from anywhere but here. I'd lke you to save me from this empty bed till the sun rises. And then in the morning we can forget, and it never happened. It always never happened...afterall, it's easier that way isn't it...??
Friends are only friends, until the stars hide our bodies in their glow, and we come to the forgettable complications we share between steamed sheets. I hate myself for all of the yous that I only allow to be friends.....and more for the ones that only want that too. I am currently Restless
I am listening to Hawthorne Heights "Niki FM"
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