bbychop
July 10th, 2008, 09:37 PM
I could not think of a good title for this.
"Friends", a term you use so lightly. Still, spaced, and content you look at me. Once upon a time, there was a time for this. I was stronger until I was near you. You made me weak. You still make me weak. I could wish upon every star. I could wish at 11:11. Every time I could try would not bring me one step closer to "used to be"s. Stop looking at me like that and just keep me believing that something is real. Who am I to know? Who am I to care? You keep running towards the place I have been but you keep getting lost along the way. Truthfully, you would lose your head if it was not intact. Somehow I still see you as my "knight in shining armor" if you want to get all Disney about it, but in actuality, you are the idiot who I cannot get my mind off of but hopefully does not get the fact that I still care. I am still curious on how long I am supposed to stay around and how many more second chances I have to give. I'm running short, sweetie. I am low on supply. I have tried to step away from the spotlight of "us" but you keep dragging me back. But I keep blaming myself. I blame myself because I still want you.
"Friends", a term you use so lightly. Still, spaced, and content you look at me. Once upon a time, there was a time for this. I was stronger until I was near you. You made me weak. You still make me weak. I could wish upon every star. I could wish at 11:11. Every time I could try would not bring me one step closer to "used to be"s. Stop looking at me like that and just keep me believing that something is real. Who am I to know? Who am I to care? You keep running towards the place I have been but you keep getting lost along the way. Truthfully, you would lose your head if it was not intact. Somehow I still see you as my "knight in shining armor" if you want to get all Disney about it, but in actuality, you are the idiot who I cannot get my mind off of but hopefully does not get the fact that I still care. I am still curious on how long I am supposed to stay around and how many more second chances I have to give. I'm running short, sweetie. I am low on supply. I have tried to step away from the spotlight of "us" but you keep dragging me back. But I keep blaming myself. I blame myself because I still want you.