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Thursday, July 06, 2006
19:09 This feels like deja vu, but i've been expecting it anyway. I am cynical and i have little faith in it. It feels like watching a soap on rewind. Just when i thought i've found enough reasons to meet the sun, the clouds float by and settled themselves in front of me, obscuring my view of the happy rays. Nice. Embarrassing to admit but i is so very very sad to the point of being sha-sha-shattered but i have no time for such melodrama. I'm a busy girl and tears can come later. I just need Mom and camomile tea. A traffic jam when you're already late A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife It's like recovering faith in something disappointing in the end. It's like meeting you in the bottomest pit and losing you when we're up high and out. It's like everyday all over again. fara // 19:37 |