And if the moon had to runaway And all the stars didn't wanna play Don't waste the sun on a rainy day The wind will soon blow it all away.
By Jet- Shine on.
I know some things happen, even when we dont want it to.
We desperately wanna turn back time to moments, snippets of our lives that we really treasure and wanna live them all over again.
When we somehow, somewhat, in a way, accidentally unlock these memories that were previously double-taped and caged by chains, we find ourselves cry. But, for what, for what do we cry, when the memories are happy? We do, because we want to live them again, we want to be happy like how we were last time.
Look for the girl with the broken smile,
ask her if she wanna stay awhile.
And she will be loved.
Today, at 819, i went down to the basketball court with my brother. Both of us were feeling pretty shitty, I was because some stuffs which really kept me from smiling all day, and my brother was, because my dad had banned him from the computer, and a password was even set to prevent his access to it. Basketball, it always allows me to vent all my frustrations, the pent up anger. All the feelings i felt about myself, against myself, all came rushing out like torrents. I hate to post something like that up here, it sucks, but i dont really wanna call anyone to talk about it, i dont wanna tell anyone about it, i really just wanna blog, and listen to songs and wallow in all these stinky swamps of emotions.
Sobs . . . . Why.
It's like we're letting go of something special
Something we'll never have again.
Anyway, i didnt exactly feel fantastic after basketball today, even though i had sweat like mad. Forget it.
I'm really tired. After all, i am not a robot,
Bye.
Happy Birthday to you, Ellene. (:
The world is just so demanding, just be happy about yourself.
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