Wednesday, April 16, 2008

musings on my mesozoic

3685 – The Spill Canvas 

My empty promises led to our demise, and I could never tell you how I really feel, and for that I eternally apologize. I hope you never forget the tapping at your window with the harsh cold and the jealousy running through my bones. We were both selfish, but I think I was more. I would like to thank you for showing me a part of myself that I have never seen. Yeah, we were young and dumb, but it still was fun. And I guess these things just tend to fall apart, and I hope you feel the same. My empty promises brought us to an end. I just hurt you, and I never looked back. Now I have no logic to defend. You seem like such a big part of my life and my heart, but the truth is I’ve found something new, and [he] easily towers over you. 


All Hail the Heartbreaker – The Spill Canvas

I had the notion that you’d make me change my ways. My bad habits would be gone in a matter of days. I had the feeling that you’d open up my eyes to a whole new world that had since been in disguise. But that day will most likely never come for me, and it’s just my luck to end up getting stuck to everything you are. So tonight I’ll sit and pick apart your pictures and overanalyze your words. But the truth is that I’ve never fallen so hard. It’s taking everything in me just to forget your sweater so far. I had the notion that you’d make me forget the world, but your indecisive mind shows me that you are “just another girl.” I had the feeling that those looks you gave me were real. What if I ripped your heart apart at the seams? Maybe then you’d know how I feel. I can honestly say that I never, ever, ever felt this way: your lips, your eyelashes, your skin; these are the parts of your body that cause my comatose to begin. I will sleep another day; I don’t really need to anyway. What’s the point when my dreams are infected with words you used to say. I will breathe in a moment, as long as I keep my distance, [cause] I wouldn’t want to go messing anything up. So don’t go worrying about me. It’s not like I think about you constantly. So maybe I do, but that shouldn’t affect your life anymore. I knew it the moment you walked into the door. I’ll let you get the best of me, because there’s nothing else that I do well. I’ll be the giver, and you’ll be the taker. I guess that’s how this one’s gonna go: I’ll be the giver, you’ll be the taker. You’ve got me down on my knees, and I proclaim: All Hail the Heartbreaker.

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