March 2011
22 posts
“Love isn’t finding a perfect person. It’s seeing an imperfect person perfectly.”
And it must have been an hour that I clutched you in my arms
And I must have said the right things because you instantly felt warm
I know you heard my heart stop beating and you wanted not to cry
As your sympathetic whispers, they told a tale of bad goodbyes
And you swore you saw me laughing, and I swore I saw you smile
As the time we’ve spent together was meant to last us quite a while
As...
I miss a few decent people..
Songs of desperation I played them for you A moment, a love A dream aloud, A kiss, a cry Our rights, our wrongs, A moment, a love A dream aloud. A moment, a love A dream aloud. So stay there, Because i’ll be coming over. And while our blood’s still young It’s so young It runs And we won’t stop until it’s over. Won’t stop to surrender.
Let’s drink to memories we shared Down one to all the hopes & cares Here’s two for being unaware That you’re gone Because before too long You’ll be a memory
Despise the way i look.
