Sometimes it's harder than others
Your face flashes through my mind
and all i can think about is that smile
and you green eyes looking at me
I'll say something retarded
possibly an inside joke around people
who have NO idea what i'm talking about
But then i remember i said it when i was with you
Ever sence you left me
there has been a piece of me missing
I never talk about it
For fear i will break down and show my weakness
I miss you and if only you knew how much
Maybe then would you realize how much
you meant to me
Because until that moment comes you will be gone
Sometimes i wonder if you ever think of me
When some one sa
I'm home. I'm actually back home. No matter how often I would repeat that thought to myself it would always still seem too good to be true. Even though several days had passed since Riku, Kairi and I had returned to our island, my state of mind was still adjusting to "home." My thoughts weren't of disbelief or illusion, but of an incomprehensible happiness.
When we first arrived back on our island, we went into town and back to our families. My parents were just overwhelmed with joy over my presence, knowing that I was safe and, most of all, alive. Riku and Kairi's family both felt the same for all three of us. I, of course, gave much credit
Favourite genre of music: ANY Favourite photographer: Tara Benoit and Taylor Boudin Favourite style of art: Black & White pics MP3 player of choice: huh? lol Favourite cartoon character: Tweety Bird, Bugs Bunny, Taz, etc. Personal Quote: Ever feel diagonally parked in a paralell universe?
Favourite Visual Artist
Amber ---> my friend =)
Favourite Movies
Stranger Than Fiction
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Alicia Keys, Utada Hikaru
Favourite Writers
This guy names Matt.
Favourite Games
GTA lol
Favourite Gaming Platform
PS2
Other Interests
music!!! movies, and school stuff (yes I love school!)
this is very pointless (this journal) There is nothing else to do on the computer, SOMEONE is HOGGING the televison, and i have no homework, so I'm basically at the end of the list of things i can do today... -_- it is sooper, sooper BORING!!!
=C bye
I question things.
But I come up with my own answers.
Somehow, they make sense.
I know what to tell you, but can't get it out of my mouth.
I know how to touch you, but can't move my body.
I know what to think, but wind up thinking of you.
I'm no good cause I only do the minimum.
Why go out of my way for someone that's only going to run away from me in the end? Why do anything at all?
Why speak?
Why live?
I don't know.
Don't want to be touched.
Don't speak to me.
I don't want any love.
I am shot at - not by bullets, more with words.
I never get ahead.
And when I do, I always fall back.
I dream.
I want, but never get.
I am bitter.
I am jealous of everyone thats got what I've wanted.
Can't say I'm happy.
Try not to be sad.
When I think about it, I only get mad.
I only get bitter.
I can't get away from myself.
Freedom hasn't come yet.
Don't want to be touched.
Don't speak to me.
I only want your love.
I am bitter.
((These are just scraps of what I am feeling at this moment))
I find this kinda retarded but I got some emotions out & I feel b