Thursday, 17 May 2007

• there's a fine line between lover and friend,
  reality and pretend, hello and goodbye,
  smile and cry, what you wanted and
  what you got, being together and not.
  

  well, it seems to be that the best relationships-
  the ones that last- are frequently the ones that are
  rooted in friendship. you know, one day you
  look at the person and you see something more
  than you did the night before. like a switch has been
  flicked somewhere. and the person who was
  just a friend is suddenly the only person you can
  ever imagine yourself with.

  i myself am made entirely of flaws
  stitched together with good intentions.

  "Not television love with it's glare and hollow and
  sequined glint. Not sex and allure, all high shoes and
  high drama, everything both too small and in too much excess.
  But just love. Love like rain. Like the smell of a tangerine.
  Like a surprise found in your pocket. We were all a part of that."

  courage is going from failure to failure
  without losing enthusiasm.

  And I wish I could help you,
  but, these days, it seems like
  I'm so fucked up myself
  that all I can do is relate
  and pray to god
  that you end up happy.

  My eyes burn from these tears
  I should of learned over these years
  good things don't last forever.

  Where words fail; music speaks

  I miss you.

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