Tuesday, February 3, 2009

I dread the day I know.


Is there something I really can't see
Or am I just in denial;

Is he someone who is worthy
Or will I get burned playing with fire;

Will there be a tomorrow
Or will there be no sparks and no desire;

Will I come to a decision
Or will he be the first to tire.

somehow, inspiration always comes in the form of depressing thoughts. sad, angsty thoughts. from a mere sentence that couldnt have meant anything deeper than it was.
and yet.
so therefore,
the title is as such.
he did message thereafter, which put me at more at ease again.
how easy it is to make me happy.

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