Monday, February 04, 2008
a single break
how many times i haven't seen you
and others i've claimed that i didn't care, as i waited in silence, deep inside me, waited for a response that was always delayed
you take your time to answer, i decide to be fool enough to eagerly wait for it... without knowing for sure what goes in your mind
in this short moment, when i read again what you've written, i hold dear every word, just to hope that you don't feel the same... and i lie
2-year-old embers are lit and burn lively, joy and inspiration are here again, feels great and i, i... just become a fool with feet on the ground, head on the sky and with the strange feeling that i can perceive everything in between regardless of this state... and i wouldn't like you to feel the same for the little agony that comes in the end when i realise that it's all in my head, a few bytes hanging on the inet and nothing more... then the small bites that tear my chest piece by piece waiting it to regenerate itself and attack again... and i laugh for it's not painful enough to surpass the first feeling, which is all in my head, isn't it?
and the truth is that i'm a disgrace trying to forget something that i decided not to... so far the best way for me to solve that is to confront it with reality and in this case, geography isn't helping at all... i'll have to do something to fix it, inevitably.
10:30:41
and others i've claimed that i didn't care, as i waited in silence, deep inside me, waited for a response that was always delayed
you take your time to answer, i decide to be fool enough to eagerly wait for it... without knowing for sure what goes in your mind
in this short moment, when i read again what you've written, i hold dear every word, just to hope that you don't feel the same... and i lie
2-year-old embers are lit and burn lively, joy and inspiration are here again, feels great and i, i... just become a fool with feet on the ground, head on the sky and with the strange feeling that i can perceive everything in between regardless of this state... and i wouldn't like you to feel the same for the little agony that comes in the end when i realise that it's all in my head, a few bytes hanging on the inet and nothing more... then the small bites that tear my chest piece by piece waiting it to regenerate itself and attack again... and i laugh for it's not painful enough to surpass the first feeling, which is all in my head, isn't it?
and the truth is that i'm a disgrace trying to forget something that i decided not to... so far the best way for me to solve that is to confront it with reality and in this case, geography isn't helping at all... i'll have to do something to fix it, inevitably.
10:30:41
# posted by Greta @ 10:30 
