starmargarita

I was the one who came up with this whole stupid idea…but now that it’s happening..it’s like a curse that made my whole body feel numb. Though i sound like i really don’t care, inside my head there are flashes of the times we’ve been together. We actually get along well,very well indeed. We’re having so much fun together. Then things went blurry, i went dizzy over stuff,stuff about us. We were so close…close to the point that we don’t know where our boundaries lies, the feeling of overfamiliarity creep over me,i got used to things that we’re doing. Then i realized somethings wrong with "us". Yeah we are happy, we are okay, we’re not having arguments very so often but then it hits me, it doesn’t mean that if we stay that way it’s healthy for both of us. I feel the need to grow. We both need to grow, individually and together as well. For now, i guess we need to track things back from where it was. I just hope it’ll work.

so confused..why do such feelings come over me??why do i have to bring back the past and reminisce good old times just to find myself alone and weeping…i guess i ‘ll have to spend the night with this song:

I’m missing your bed I never sleep

Avoiding the spots where we’d have to speak,

And this bottle of beast Is taking me home

I’m cuddling close To blankets and sheets

But you’re not alone, and you’re not discreet

Make sure I know who’s taking you home.

I’m reading your note over again

There’s not a word that I comprehend,

Except when you signed it "I will love you always and forever."

Well As for now I’m gonna hear the saddest songs

And sit alone and wonder How you’re making out

But as for me, I wish that I were anywhere with anyone Making out.

I’m missing your laugh How did it break?

And when did your eyes begin to look fake?

I hope you’re as happy as you ‘re pretending.

I am alone In my defeat I wish I knew you were safely at home

I’m missing your bed I never sleep

Avoiding the spots where we’d have speak,

and This bottle of beast is taking me home.

Your hair, it’s everywhere. Screaming infidelitie

s And taking its wear.

Sunday!!! my favorite day with my favorite things…hmmn…to start it with, don’t need to get up so early in the morning.
what else?? of course on top of spaghetti,,all over with cheese…does
it ring a bell??yep! i had a blockbuster lunch, a big platter of
spaghetti! ooopss…i must be forgetting something…what comes along
with spag??of course PIZZA!!
hahaha.. do i sound like a bloated mascot?? who can gobble up the whole
pizza! to complete my i-eat-like-a-construction-worker lunch there
should be a very evil drink which usually gives me pain but i really
can’t do with out it…the sinful drink..what
else???coke..well you might find it usual but beyond every slurp and
bite on my pizza…i find the simpliest joy i ever long for…other
things which can make me happy may come another day, but for this
certain sunday atleast i can say…i ate my heart out!