Friday, April 29
this song makes me want to cry or maybe die. my confession, by josh groban. it's sung so.. emotionally.. maybe i'm just being my usual idiotically intense self, but it really is making me cry now. i hate me.
been reading 'crossing the chopsticks' recently. i like the poem 'why do you eat yourself?'. why do
you eat yourself?
do you hear the whisper in the wind? it's telling me
your name.
i confess, but i confess a lie.
how do i explain
that smile, and how it turns my life around? like the slow blossoming of a flower.. but here today and gone tomorrow.. the laughter in
your eyes.. eyes have no right to possess such light, such life.
i'm glad you're happy, and i'm happy you're glad, but sometimes life is more than a twisting and merging of words. i want my life to fall into place, but i am causing a traffic jam on its highway. i'm scared i'm insecure. isn't that ironic? to even admit it. i need to hear you say you love me. i need you to hug me sometimes, to let me know that you still care. humans are social beings. without your friendship i would fade away and die.
do you know what love is?i wish i could laugh in my own face, but that's physically impossible, now isn't it? if this is me, then who is that girl i see reflected in your gaze? i hope you don't think me strange. you are what you think other people think you are.
i just realised something most people would have figured out years ago, but then i'm slow. oddie from garfield.. oddie -- odd-ie. the odd one, despised, neglected, just plain odd.
it must've been love.
8:28 pm
xoxo
