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Showing posts with label Moments. Show all posts
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Help Me Remember
It hurts to see that I love you, but we can never be. Your from one world I'm from another. I would come to you with any problem, and you would be there for me. You would come to me for whatever reason, and I'd let you cry on my shoulder. I know you need me, and you know I need you. I can't get over how close we were, and how far we've separated, theres this huge gap between us and no matter how hard we try we can't seal it off or at least bring it back together. You left right when the sun rose, we didn't even have a chance to talk about it. I just want to remember how we were before and how much I loved you, and how close we were! Just for one night can't we be the same as we had been back then? Help me remember use before. Help me remember it all. I want those days that we were still a couple yet best friends. I miss you, on those days we had our moments and nothing else mattered. Help me remember it all. The true us, the real life, before we split, when I was loving you and when you were loving me. Help Me Remember...
My Get Away.
I open the door to my secret get away,
Peer in and grin.
Shut the door in a hushed manner, tip toe back to the living room.
Grab a glass, a coke bottle, an ice tray, and a bottle of rum.
With my gear in hand, I head back to my second life.
Thinking of the peace, I take a front row seat, and mix a drink.
Shut my eyes, to see the life I wish I had. Tilt my head back, to shake the bad life out, and take a sip.
Inhale the manner of my great life, and exhale the manner of the life I wish I never had.
Sitting there hoping I could share this moment with someone I care for.
Yet this moment is best celebrated alone.
I understand the meaning of having a life,
And the meaning of having a life everyone one wishes they had.
Yet in this situation, I want to make my own life,
Make my own luck,
Make my own dreams,
Make my own wishes,
Make my own moments.
I want.... to be my own person. I down the rest of my drink,
to the very end, till there is no coke, no ice, no rum left.
I smile, and know that I still have a life ahead of me...
I can make a difference, if not in my life,
Then in one others life.
I'm brought back to reality, then begin on making my dream.
Peer in and grin.
Shut the door in a hushed manner, tip toe back to the living room.
Grab a glass, a coke bottle, an ice tray, and a bottle of rum.
With my gear in hand, I head back to my second life.
Thinking of the peace, I take a front row seat, and mix a drink.
Shut my eyes, to see the life I wish I had. Tilt my head back, to shake the bad life out, and take a sip.
Inhale the manner of my great life, and exhale the manner of the life I wish I never had.
Sitting there hoping I could share this moment with someone I care for.
Yet this moment is best celebrated alone.
I understand the meaning of having a life,
And the meaning of having a life everyone one wishes they had.
Yet in this situation, I want to make my own life,
Make my own luck,
Make my own dreams,
Make my own wishes,
Make my own moments.
I want.... to be my own person. I down the rest of my drink,
to the very end, till there is no coke, no ice, no rum left.
I smile, and know that I still have a life ahead of me...
I can make a difference, if not in my life,
Then in one others life.
I'm brought back to reality, then begin on making my dream.
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