I've never felt this bad, not even when I was studying because I owe these people my promises, my word. Growing up with the mentality of hating to disppoint others is slowly eating me up.
I have no one to tell this to, I feel stuck in that loser atmosphere. I couldnt bring it up to my darling designer, HT and Pat because they were packed with their complaints, I was supposed to hear them out. Luckily MS was there to hear me out for a while. Night ball streetmatches definitely healed me temporary, hanging out with these people chilled me like a cup of Mac ice milo, for two hours.
This morning while I was travelling, I listened to the radio, and this song popped up. It was that nostalgic moment when you'll just stare out from the bus, looking at literally nothing but flashes - right in front of you, and you'll feel that joy all over again, and afterwards the instinctive pain accompanied with tears welling up all over again, too. It's like a cycle, a habit. But I'm breaking out of this like how Michael Scofield breaks out of Foxriver and Sona prisons. ^^
Anyway Prison Break is so awesome, finished every season. You wouldnt believe it but the part that I cried like shit was when Bellick sacrificed himself. It's so freaking sad. I didnt cry that much when Sara supposedly got her head chopped off. hahahahahaha
Prison Break is nicer than Lost. But Lost's ending taught me a hell lot like a lit book with a deeper understanding of the human life.
The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia
Chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because
When I think of you I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach
Back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear
Oh darling, I wish you were here
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia
Chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because
When I think of you I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach
Back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear
Oh darling, I wish you were here
Merely, and nothing more;
The context of the song has changed.
It doesnt matter who sang this song to me.
It all boils down to the application of wordplay. (:
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