'Cause I'm not coming back,
I'm closing the door.
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Conflict.
Monday, October 06, 2008, 12:36 AM
Style of your hair Shape of your eyes and your nose The way you stare.. As if you see, right through to my soul Its your left hand and the way that its not quite as big as your right The way you stand in the mirror.. Before we go out at night A quiet time...your beautiful mind.. They're a part of the list Things that I miss... Things like your, funny little laugh The way you smile or the way we kiss What I noticed is this.. I come up with something new, every single time That I sit an reminisce The way you sweet smell lingers when you leave a room (you leave a room) Stories you tell as we lay in bed all afternoon (all afternoon) I dreamed you now every night in my mind is where we meet (in my mind is where we meet) and when I'm awake staring at pictures of you asleep Touching your face....invading your space They're a part of the list Things that I miss... Things like your, funny little laugh The way you smile or the way we kiss And you'll live in my... memories, forever more I swear. Part of the List - Ne-Yo Things that I miss. I miss alot, countless even, the amazing clarity of my memories when I thought that they would have been blurred now by the passing of time. Then again, I have some of them on black and white, locked up where no one can find them. I'm tempted to open it up, read them again, just to relish the feelings, but it won't do me any good now. Especially now. Maybe later, when I'm able to actually think things through without tearing, without... feeling. I made a decision, and I resolved to stick by it, but I feel that resolve crumbling, shattering into pieces everytime you talk to me. Maybe that move was dumb, but it may be for the better. It was cruel, but it was hell for me. No one will ever know anyway. Just like that, I cut off my confidant, when I so desperately need one now. I tried searching for your replacement, but no one ever fit. Yesterday was especially hard. I wanted to just.. rant/spill everything out. Then I realised, there was no one for me to do that to. Si's not in the country. You're gone. And so what do I do now? I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do, How can I move on when I'm still in love with you... Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me, And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be, Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet, And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street. The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script I'm staring at a broken door There's nothing left here anymore And when I lose myself I think of you, Together we'll be running somewhere new Through the monsoon. Just me and you. Monsoon - Tokio Hotel I wanna get back To the old days When the phone would ring And I knew it was you I wanna talk back And get yelled at Fight for nothing Like we used to Oh, kiss me Like you mean it Like you miss me Cause I know that you do I wanna get back Get back With you Get Back - Demi Lovato See my conflict now? |