perhaps i should explain.


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date: Thursday, May 14, 2009
time:9:42 PM
in these deep city lights,
girl could get lost tonight.
i'm finding every reason to be gone,
there's nothing here to hold on to.
can i hold on to you?

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t'was such a beautiful rainy morning,
even travelling on the train proved to be such a joy.
its such a rarity to have such a morning,
even if my shoes did lose its grip and almost had me toppling on my face.
and i dont care if anyone saw me doing the acrobatics that i dont usually do.
(:

school got me going 8 hours on a single piece of work,
and i didnt perfect it either.
somehow i got a little pissy and my mind was somewhere else.
all the while i got reminded of something a few months back,
and then i got to keeping songs by sara bareilles on loop all through the afternoon.
the sweet melancholy.

let's just say that 'gravity' and 'city' was played more times than the rest.
where's the promise that it'll never take too long?


but the conversation struck something in me,
it has been so long since i had a conversation this rich with choral talk.
seeing someone else's eyes sparkle with every word pulled me.
how long has been since i had such a grip on me,
or excited for what i was passionate in?
it seems that every opportunity would have me walking away,
or losing sight of what was/is important.

i could have mistook your intentions
but i would have liked you to say it was a spark of interest.
sigh.


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