Meanwhile.........

I've been missing this, truly.
School will be done in less than a week and my blessed, well-deserved and much-needed Christmas vacation shall commence. I shall indulge myself at that point.
Until then.........


...long as I am erasing this there's something i am bound to miss
opportunities exist but often don't arise
and think of how it must have felt to watch you walk away and melt
i keep it all inside myself and in between my eyes
and it's no surprise what we've become
since the arrival has begun

it hasn't been long enough to even begin to think it's alright
i'm only concerned with the way we end up
i think i've been wrong enough to know when i'm right
so put up fight if you must but we know that our trust is undone
it hasn't been long enough

i feel as if i spoke too soon and ruined the whole afternoon
a feeling that we're more than doomed is creeping up inside
and good as it was bound to be there's something about you and me
it's negative in chemistry which makes it hard to hide
and it's no surprise when lights are falling
it's bound to reawake some primal calling

it hasn't been long enough to even begin to think it's alright
i'm only concerned with the way we end up
i think i've been wrong enough to know when i'm right
so put up fight if you must but we know that our trust is undone
it hasn't been long enough

what's making you believe that the seventh time around is gonna be different
you know i'm not convinced
long as the knot was tied problems always were around
and I'm not any different so i won't listen

it hasn't been long enough to even begin to think it's alright
i'm only concerned with the way we end up
i think i've been wrong enough to know when i'm right
so put up fight if you must but we know that our trust is undone
it hasn't been long enough...

Comments

Vivian said…
welcome back. you've been missed.
December 16, 2009 at 7:46 PM
Anonymous said…
It’s not a simply feeling of all I got; it is not.
It’s not a matter of a simply thought.

I won’t cry and I won’t fight
I won’t kick and I won’t bite
Tell me why you’re so afraid
to climb out of your dark cave

When do you get out? When do you give up?
Do you keep going til the end; maybe lose a friend?
Is it that why you are so afraid?
Under my umbrella out of the rain
Is it that you see me too vain?
Not considering what we both can gain

Or is it that you heart is simply not there
Assuming I won’t shed a tear.

When did you decide? Decide to let it go?
When did you decide? Decide to let me know?

I’m not the average guy, I have more to say
I care about others deeply and you got in my way
I was thankful and I miss you I do
In my own way, every single day

But you weren’t really there,
As evident by your quick disappear
I’m not convinced and distraction aside
You had someone else in your eyes

Today you move, you dance, you delight,
you kiss, you sing, you shine bright
I still sit, and I still dream, alone as I may seem
My emotions carried by my own stream
The waters are rough but not all is lost
For I was honest with my thoughts
I was honest with my thoughts.
December 17, 2009 at 10:26 AM
vagabondshandi said…
"Hey Ted, this table just told me you're a douche."

Take from that what you will.
December 20, 2009 at 11:50 AM
Anonymous said…
"Hopefully I'll be heading to Japan in January, and moving on. Hopefully I'll figure out what I'm supposed to in the meantime so I don't keep getting stuck here. Drowning here, again and again and again, letting myself be pulled down. That's part of what I have to learn not to do."

Hopefully you will Vagabonshandi. On all counts. The flower can't blossom in the dark. Good luck with you journey for peace.
- Ted
December 21, 2009 at 5:57 PM
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