Sorry about that

it hasn't been that long
since we drank to the sunset, until it was gone.
and down with it went our pain and fear,
as we slowly broke contact more and more, with every beer.
and we passed out in each other's arms,
both admitting we'd never felt better, never felt so warm.
but awoke in each other's eyes
without wearing a stitch of clothing, we were both deeply in disguise.
and maybe i just set aside the fact that you were broken hearted.
in my own special selfish way.
and if i hadn't set aside the fact that you were broken hearted.
hell knows where your heart would be today.
maybe with me.
it seems like it's been so long since we kissed through the darkness, until it was dawn.
up with it came our pain and fear that we'd already lost each other.
we both knew that the end was near.
maybe i just set aside the fact that you were broken hearted.
in my own special selfish way.
and if i hadn't set aside the fact that you were broken hearted.
hell knows where your heart would be today.
maybe with me.

Wander Alone

So now I wander alone, without no one...
There´s just this pain in my heart
There is no place that I can go...
And so it´s come to be-
Shards of broken dreams, cutting me apart

Tear Stained Letter

I'm gonna write a tear stained letter, I'm gonna tell you one more time. That you still could reconsider and come back to being mine, and if you think about what I'm saying, it'd be hard to refuse. Just be sure you think along time on the answer that you choose. It will be a most important piece of personal private news.

To continue

With what I was saying in my dream:

No, this isn't going to be just one meaningless night.

In the morning i'm going to wake up with you in my arms,

I'm going to look into your beautiful eyes and tell you I love you.

Right

I've come to terms with it now.

I fucked my own life up.

I cant remember the last time i genuinely felt happy.

Sorry. That's a lie. Christmas 2008.

I'm pretty sure i'm just a ghost of my former self.

I miss having someone to talk to.

I miss you so damn much.

I miss you so damn much.

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"A place of rest I've tried to find

Aching in my heart, chaos in my mind
This place is poison to my soul
Can't take much more, I'm losing control"

Wut?

So, there I am looking for a flat to live in.

Not necessarily because I am desperate to move out.

I just like to know my options if things go tits up.

Scrolling through page after page after page of flats.

I see it.

A flat in dover is up for rent.

100 quid cheaper than before.

I want it.

I don't know why.

But I want it.

If only I could actually afford it on my own.

I'd take it.

So I applied for a job.

One that might earn enough to pay it

Doubt I'll get it.

Fingers crossed aye?

Pondering

I wonder what would happen if I turned up on your door step with a massive bunch of roses