15 October 2006

If I could just fly away…drift away…get lost, away from all of these…

I love the way you roll excuses off the tip of your tongue.. as I slowly, quietly, slowly fall apart
It’s as if I’ve been struck by an arrow with your name written on it.à
O sweet Darkness
I must be Dreamin…
Why can’t I feel anything from anyone other than you?

*i borrowed Camil's words