August 27, 2010

We Just Started Dreaming

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J'aime mes idées noires.

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June 26, 2010

The Heroine

The old lovers. The alcohol. The cheating. The sensuality. The excitement. The giggles. The drunken calls. The compliments. The obsession.
"I must see you."
"I was always the one."
"I was the writer. You were my muse."
The deception. The laughs. The beauty. The control. The surrendering. The disappointment. The loss of respect. The exciting new toy. The "no more". The lack of interest.
All in one week.
I'm a heroine on the run with a gun.
The owner of your impulses.
But I am now bored of you.

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June 05, 2010

Lost

By Anouk.

If roses are meant to be red
And violets to be blue
Why isn't my heart meant for you

My hands longing to touch you
But I can barely breathe
Starry eyes that make me melt
Right in front of me

Lost in this world
I even get lost in this song
And when the lights go down
That is where I'll be found

This music's irresistible
Your voice makes my skin crawl
Innocent and pure
I guess you heard it all before

Mister Inaccessible
Will this ever change
One thing that remains the same
You're still a picture in a frame

Lost in this world
I even get lost in this song
And when the lights go down
That is where I'll be found

I get lost in this world
I get lost in your eyes
And when the lights go down
That's where I'll be found
Yeah yeah

I get lost in this world
I get lost in your eyes
And when the lights go down
Am I the only one
Ooh

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June 03, 2010

Loneliness is...

By far the worst experience ever.
The boy I am in love with wants nothing to do with me.
I can't stop thinking about him.
I can't stop crying.
I can't sleep properly.
I wake up in the middle of the night thinking of you, wondering if you're thinking of me.
Waking up several times and not finding you there.
I can't eat even though I'm starving.
I'm starving and I'm nauseous.
I need some rest. I really do.
And the sad thing is, I only rest with you.
I can't work. I cannot concentrate.
I only think about you.
I need you.
I love you.
My hope is rapidly running out.
My hope, the only thing keeping me alive.
I wish you would just come back and hold me.
Hold me and make everything peaceful again.
Love me the way you did a few days ago.
Bring back the beautiful moments we were growing together.
Bring that happiness again, for both of us.
Help me feel alive again.
I was the one for you.
You are the one for me.
This didn't have to end this way.
This wasn't supposed to end this way.
This wasn't supposed to end. Period.
All the talks and the promises about making this work.
All lost.
I can understand why you're frustrated.
I cannot understand how you can just disappear, without a heartbreak, without being worried about me.
I hope you come back.
Because otherwise you're killing me.
I love you.

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May 19, 2010

Hands Clean

By Alanis Morissette

If it weren't for your maturity none of this would have happened
If you weren't so wise beyond your years I would've been able to control myself
If it weren't for my attention you wouldn't have been successful and
If it weren't for me you would never have amounted to very much

Ooh this could be messy
But you don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime

We'll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
And I have honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this

You're essentially an employee and I like you having to depend on me
You're a kind of my protégé and one day you'll say you learned all you know from me
I know you depend on me like a young thing would to a guardian
I know you sexualize me like a young thing would and I think I like it

Ooh this could get messy
But you don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime

We'll fast forward to a few years later
And no one knows except the both of us
I've more than honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this

What part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept?
What part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?
What with this distance it seems so obvious?

Just make sure you don't tell on me especially to members of your family
We best keep this to ourselves and not tell any members of our inner posse
I wish I could tell the world cause you're such a pretty thing when you're done up properly
I might want to marry you one day if you watch that weight and keep your firm body

Ooh this could be messy and
Ooh I don't seem to mind
Ooh don't go telling everybody
And overlook this supposed crime


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