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smilesideways

:: 2005 12 June :: 2.19pm

little girl, remember what it feels like.
no one looks at you like that. they'll never look how he did.
those eyes. that's all i can say. over and over. blue, how convinient.
every note, from those songs. you know the beat like my heart does.
the way we sang along, fingers holding on.
were we holding on to anything?
in vain, baby.
i'm as lost as i have been. my map face is giving in.
you were my only direction.
along back roads with starry looks in our eyes.
how long have you lived without your stars?

there isn't any hope for us is there.


there is hope forus there is distance between you and i......














i've never felt broken...

!@&&;#


smilesideways

:: 2005 12 June :: 9.50am

i can't take down the pictures around my room.
i can't put 2 years of my life in a little box to collect dust.
you were so much more than that.
remember the pictures from the mall, we kissed and it fit.
silly little drawings from our pizza shop, i'll never step foot in again.
my heart is breaking baby, and i can't stop the tears.
i can't even write, my poorest attempt right here.
i just need to get some burn out of my skin,
when did you the "iloveyou's" become so hollow.
i have so much to ask you.
the way i danced with your eyes at prom, can you fake that feeling.
love is never gonna feel the same.
those eyes. you know exactly what i'm talking about. i can't even think about the nicknames.
i break down. please never whisper those to another girl. they are ours. at least givee that.
how can one person do so much to me.
everything.
what about the science musuem and little camping trips.
i have to rearrange my life, and i can't remember how.
please give something....anything.

you were my everything

!@&&;#


smilesideways

:: 2005 9 June :: 9.19am

so this is how it's gotta be.
pretend between you and me..
you said so yourself, we're too old for secrets of that caliber.
maybe if it was a different time.
maybe if you could hear things straight, we wouldn't want it so bad.
so i put on my fake smile and nod along with the game.

iwon'tbedisqualified.

!@&&;#


smilesideways

:: 2005 8 June :: 7.44pm

sun scorched cheeks and wild colored eyes ignate. a moment of true restlessness echo through their bodies. finding a way to persue a happiness. at any length, they strench torn hands for a shake. guilable numbs their fingertips. >we never take what we need, we take what we want.< it's that answer to their question. life was meant to burn, burn into every beautiful emotion they convey. instruments, we whisper. realizing is everything. so again they write their silly little poems and their silly little songs, making bad be beautiful in the harmonious words of brilliant. my little flower children, the mirror doesn't lie, this is who we are. tiny marks and numbered freckles speak a message lounder than these words.

hear me now?

!@&&;#


smilesideways

:: 2005 8 June :: 1.01am

this is what it's come to. the sight of my back and the sound of me running away. i wasn't born with super powers and that's my weakness, you.

but i'm smiling.

!@&&;#

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