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long distance (no call)
< 2003-08-25 - 9:26 p.m. >
this book smells like karma (reminds me of you) you leave tomorrow, and along with you you dont take me the thought is there, but thats all it is my thoughts are flooding me, drowning me the phone sits on the table, silent me pre-empting a call, a msg, a ..... i seem to be waiting for a notification of the fun you are having (which is obvious) must be my cue to move on it's harder then it looks
and it feels harder then that we strive, we struggle to end up back at square one ...i dont have a back up plan so this is it- it works or it doesnt i wait (like it's something new)
exspecting what i want, to happen when i want music on ears, to pass the time taking over my own mind, to pre-occupy im somewhere i dont want to be, without you talking to friends of yours about you because im supposed to know..... but i dont and im scared and...
it's harder then it looks and it feels harder then that we strive, we struggle to end up back at square one ...i dont have a back up plan so this is it- it works or it doesnt i want it to work
written by gavin brice
(originally written on 25/8/2003)
five recent samples
a thousand words - 2005-08-14 mixed drinks - 2005-07-29 about him - 2005-06-20 damaged goods - 2005-04-07 the crowded house - 2005-03-29
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