Take You In My Arms
I don’t want to feel like this.
Every return equals someone else.
Yes, darling, I saw your bulletin.
I’m sorry if I don’t comment on it, but I love you; I will always love you.
And I want you. Who gives a fuck what anyone else thinks.
I keep thinking about what you said, I haven’t stopped since the day it happened, I may be over it, but it did shatter something inside me, and I can’t put it back together.
I have given up on you, this situation. I love you, Mister, but nothing will ever come of it. I am not strong enough for you.. You may think I’m the right one (doubtful), but there always been a baby raincloud. You could never deal with me.
I tore you from my walls today. Maybe I won’t be so bitter.
I’m putting Andy Warhol in your place.. that is, if my indecision settles.
You were in a bad mood earlier. And it irritated me.
I wish I could talk to you, but I don’t want a side-dish of religion..
Not yours.
I feel like crying, and I don’t know why.
It’s so awkward talking to you, and I adore you so much.. but I know it isn’t right.
Try as I might, it could never be right. Give up, heart, give up.
So much pressure on my eyes..