Saturday, October 18, 2008
dead end
when you realize you're in love, you usually feel happy. But sometimes it's hard to be happy when you know it's a dead end.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
i'm starting to hate how you make me feel
i f*cked up my day today
and i would blab about it to you
but hey,
you don't care, do you?
and i would blab about it to you
but hey,
you don't care, do you?
drunk
i smell white roses
the kind you never give me
unless you've done something wrong
and i would act surprised
and say you're still as sweet
as the day we met
and that i will love you
forever
the kind you never give me
unless you've done something wrong
and i would act surprised
and say you're still as sweet
as the day we met
and that i will love you
forever
Sunday, October 12, 2008
and my wasted heart will love you
...i just wanted to tell you that
because it's Christmas
and everyone tells the truth when it's Christmas
because it's Christmas
and everyone tells the truth when it's Christmas
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
paalam aking bulalakaw
though i am still hoping against the universe
that you will fall this way again
that you will fall this way again
the most beautiful thing
At half past 5 this afternoon,
Just before the rain poured and the darkness sunk in,
Everything was yellow.
I recently removed my blue curtains,
Just so that i could wash them clean,
And I opened my window blinds,
Just to let the room breathe.
And there I was lying down on my bed,
swimming in the last rays of the sun
which entered through my window
listening to the sound of the people outside
Through the yellow I could see the silhouettes
Of the mutant ants marching along the vines
Which have grown on our house rails
Unattended, overlooked, forgotten.
Just before the rain poured and the darkness sunk in,
Everything was yellow.
I recently removed my blue curtains,
Just so that i could wash them clean,
And I opened my window blinds,
Just to let the room breathe.
And there I was lying down on my bed,
swimming in the last rays of the sun
which entered through my window
listening to the sound of the people outside
Through the yellow I could see the silhouettes
Of the mutant ants marching along the vines
Which have grown on our house rails
Unattended, overlooked, forgotten.
Bad News - Owen
whatever it is you think you are
you aren't:
a good friend, unique, well-read
good-looking, or smart
well now you know
and I hate to be the one to bear such bad news
I know it hurts to hear
but it's true
you don't mean anything
to anyone but me
and even I think
that you're blinded by conceit
well now you know
free beer
and basement shows
don't mean you've made it
it's what you do
not who you were, or what you wear, or where you've been
so do something
whoever you think is watching you dance
from across the room
they aren't
if anything, they feel sorry for you
'cause you try so hard
And I know it's mean to say
but it's something I've been meaning to say to you
for a while
you're a has-been
that never was
I know it hurts to hear
but it's the truth
so you might as well hear it
from a friend
you're a has-been
that never was
or will be
~~~~~~~~~~
and that last line which talks of hope
I will hold it firmly and try my best not to let go.
just as the song goes:
catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
never let it fade away...
you aren't:
a good friend, unique, well-read
good-looking, or smart
well now you know
and I hate to be the one to bear such bad news
I know it hurts to hear
but it's true
you don't mean anything
to anyone but me
and even I think
that you're blinded by conceit
well now you know
free beer
and basement shows
don't mean you've made it
it's what you do
not who you were, or what you wear, or where you've been
so do something
whoever you think is watching you dance
from across the room
they aren't
if anything, they feel sorry for you
'cause you try so hard
And I know it's mean to say
but it's something I've been meaning to say to you
for a while
you're a has-been
that never was
I know it hurts to hear
but it's the truth
so you might as well hear it
from a friend
you're a has-been
that never was
or will be
~~~~~~~~~~
and that last line which talks of hope
I will hold it firmly and try my best not to let go.
just as the song goes:
catch a falling star and put it in your pocket
never let it fade away...
apology letter
It is with the most respectful tone that I write to you
my sincerest apology for acting the way I did,
for saying the things I said.
There is no amount of guilt that could absolve me of what I have done.
But know that I am anguished with the prospect of not having you with me,
for I have offended you in the gravest of manners.
with much love and affection,
yhbtnw
my sincerest apology for acting the way I did,
for saying the things I said.
There is no amount of guilt that could absolve me of what I have done.
But know that I am anguished with the prospect of not having you with me,
for I have offended you in the gravest of manners.
with much love and affection,
yhbtnw
love letter
You know how i wonder how the person who could make you feel most alive is the very person who could make you feel you'd want nothing more than to die.
And that person is you. It has always been you.
And woe to me who realized too late.
I am always late - perhaps my biggest flaw.
You were an addiction I tried to cure.
I almost did.
It is only now that i find myself grasping for breath,
Not knowing what I should do next.
And I suddenly wonder how we got here.
I hope we always were
A would-be
And that person is you. It has always been you.
And woe to me who realized too late.
I am always late - perhaps my biggest flaw.
You were an addiction I tried to cure.
I almost did.
It is only now that i find myself grasping for breath,
Not knowing what I should do next.
And I suddenly wonder how we got here.
I hope we always were
A would-be
Saturday, October 04, 2008
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