Not many things in life can make my mood go downstream.
I always knew how to keep myself upbeat.
But somehow this past couple of week, as I was prancing through life gracefully (tra.la.la.la) there were a few mentions about you. Why on gods given earth would someone tell me about you. There are only a few things that in this world that could make my limbs go numbs - and one of that has always been you.
Even before I started writing this, a very spontaneous question was asked about you. I loved remembering all those times we had, but some things are too painful to remember.
My natural high did not sustain this hit of memories. Crap!
Holy crap! It was at least 5 years ago, shouldn't I let this go by now?
I have no idea why not. Will I dwell on the thoughts of you forever?
So I sat and thought to myself - It was because you never gave me the closure. (Thank you *little pony*, you said it right.)
Is this writing a glimpse of my vulnerability? All I wanted to do was to banish you from my life and keep you at the same time. Confused? So am I.
Listen. I don't want another you, but I want someone way better than you, someone who keeps me laughing and keeps my energy going - and someone that will show me the way and sort me out, because you who shall not be named, did not finish what you started.
*bow bow*
As usual, a song to show my current mood :D
As much as we'd like to conserve memories, almost always, they're the cause of our misery.
I love how memories made me smile and gives me sweet little unexpected explosions in my heart, but a lot of times, I just want to push them away, because they always pull me back into another round of wanting despair that I hate.
I agree when you said that writing exposes vulnerability but that only makes you human, & I'm glad to know that.
:)
:: SIMPLY MAS :: said...
8:59 PM