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you're my song.

it's been so long.
i never had a chance to play this for you.
cos everytime the music starts,
i always cannot go with the tune.
and then you went away,
now the lyrics seem to stray.
so ~~how~~ can i not love you?
when i live just for you.
you took away the heart in me,
that once beat in harmony.
now, i am torn apart,
feeling unemotional somehow.
sometimes, i can't help but cry.
i miss the way we used to be.
and the sad part,
the song i made,
is just a music that will fade.

and the reasonis you.

steph
this is just an extended page that i'llput poems or random little things in if they don't seem to fit into what i classify as a journal entry:P

i found a reason for me. to change who i used to be. reason to start over new. and the reason is you. i found a reason to show. a side of me you didn't know. reason for all that i do. and the reason is you.

but everythingmeans nothing.

~.p.o.e.m.s.~

Thursday, April 26, 2007

and i guess this makes me even more of a fool
for believing that i could have you
but you don't care for me
not the way i want you to
not the way i thought you did
and it hurts more than i expected
and i guess i must have invested
just a little bit more of my heart that i wanted
which is stupid
because i knew this would happen
and i was a fool for hoping it wouldn't
you'd think i would have learned by now
not to put my trust in dreams
because nothing is as it seems
and wishing bring nothing
but dissastifaction and restless yearning
for something
anything
and i forget that jumping high
taking the chance that i could fly
means i fall that much further
and my landing is that much harsher
and everytime
my heart breaks a little more
but i keep on opening that door
and finding more than i bargained for
the stillframes in my mind
cease to be
and all that's left
are pieces of me

if i ain't got you|11:18 pm

i'm crazyfor you.

~.r.a.n.d.o.m. .t.h.o.u.g.h.t.s.~

ok.most of these aren't mine. just little things i found here and there that struck me.

apply the cross to your life as it is and not as you dream it to be--sermon

If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)

A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul. -- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832)

I shut my eyes in order to see. -- Paul Gauguin

maybe all the things you do keep going wrong because you keep doing the wrong things --uncorked

"is this what you really want? for me to go?"
"it doesn't matter what i want, if you can't bring yourself to stay" --me