I do not care to recall the amount of times, I have accepted an invitation to go somewhere I fully expected to be an enjoyable experience, only to later decline (usually on the day) because some type of anxiety has settled into the center of my chest. I worry about the most nonsensical things. I think I’m socially awkward and no one actually likes me. I will somehow make a fool of myself, also, I’m lazy so why even bother?
Okay. Let’s say I manage past those, let’s say I’m able to ‘get up and show up’. Not for nothing I am able to also ‘smile’. I will share my sour mood with everyone even if I am, in fact, actually amused by the experience I’m having. No, I don’t get it either.
But at least, I’m recognizing it (yay progress?) so the next time I get the opportunity, you can be sure I won’t only commit to getting up and showing up but by golly I will also SMILE! 😃
She had a face straight out a magazine.
Kinda pretty face with a pretty empty head.
A warm hug after long cold war and we made a pre-mature vow.
Those rings that were attached for another sins.
Two pairs of stan smith “couple” shoes, core white-green color, that we planned to buy together.
The time I got the gun and my suit.
She said, 'Babe, you look so cool! Will you stay and start this all over from the genesis?”
I gave us one more time, one more day in hell.
One more chance to be broken and shot right to the heart. And now, I’m begging her to stay while she had the gun.
She said "for life" so I'm confused
How'd she turn it off so fast?
Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers?
'Cause it always ends with us hating each other.
Instead of calling me out you should be pulling me in.
How do you sleep when you lie to me?
All those nights and sweat while we’re making love.
I'm just pissed off because you mugged me off. The moment you let go of my hand.
Then leaving and intertwining your soul with somebody else.
Love grows in the time it's been.
Since you last held her hand.
She'd cut her hair and moved somewhere.
Damn it hurts to watch a girl become a ghost before your eyes.
While you wish she gave you one more hug to put away for a malibu night like this.
I don’t want your body, just missed you more than just yours.
Everybody is changing and you won’t feel it.
Did you remember the night before goodbye when you said forever?
I don’t think so, you never took a second thoughts on the day you walk out of the door.
It’s never, never on the day you leave.
Perhaps people do change, but memories don’t.
I love you still, I always will. You’re the one in the wrong and this needs to change.