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Posted on 10:26 PM
Which of the bold faced lies will we use?
I hope that you're happy, you really deserve it,
this will be the best for us both in the end.
But your taste still lingers on my lips like I just placed them upon yours
and I starve for you.
But this new diet's liquid
and dulling to the senses.
And it's crude but it will do.
Which of the standard lines will we use?
I've been meaning to call you. I've just been so busy.
We'll catch up soon.
Let's make it a point to.
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Posted on 8:17 PM
So this is odd,
the painful realization that all has gone wrong.
And nobody cares at all,
and nobody cares at all.
So you buried all your lover's clothes
and burned the letters lover wrote,
but it doesn't make it any better.
Does it make it any better?
And the plaster dented from your fist
in the hall where you had your first kiss
reminds you that the memories will fade.
So this is strange,
our sidestepping has come to be a brilliant dance
where nobody leads at all,
where nobody leads at all.
And the picture frames are facing down
and the ringing from this empty sound
is deafening and keeping you from sleep.
And breathing is a foreign task
and thinking's just too much to ask
and you're measuring your minutes by a clock that's blinking eights.
This is incredible. Starving, insatiable,
yes, this is love for the first time.
Well you'd like to think that you were invincible.
Yeah, well weren't we all once before we felt loss for the first time?
Well this is the last time.
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Posted on 7:53 PM
I'm missing your bed I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
And this bottle of beast Is taking me home
I'm cuddling close
To blankets and sheets
But you're not alone, and you're not discreet
Make sure I know who's taking you home.
I'm reading your note over again
There's not a word that I comprehend,
Except when you signed it
"I will love you always and forever."
Well As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
And sit alone and wonder How you're making out
But as for me, I wish that I was anywhere with anyone
Making out...
I'm missing your laugh
How did it break?
And when did your eyes begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy as you 're pretending.
I'm cuddling you close
to blankets and sheets
I am alone In my defeat
I wish I knew you were safely at home
I'm missing your bed I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have speak,
and This bottle of beast is taking me home.
Your hair, it's everywhere.
Screaming infidelities
And taking its wear
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