A mid-summer night dream

Loving You <333

2008-07-01T05:43:00.000-07:00

My tears drip down uncontrollably.
I have no idea what's gotten into me.
I lay on my bed as I think of what may be.
Hopefully, it isn't true!
I can't believe you're gone for good, just when my dream was about to come true.
I can't believe I couldn't see what was coming straight at me.
Right now, I just want to be free.
I miss you, your touch, your kiss, I miss how we wouldn't let go of each others' grip.
I wish you were here.(I wish you were here again.)
I miss you like crazy.
But I know you will never be here with me again.

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Over ( Fairytale )

2008-07-01T05:02:00.000-07:00

My heart beats as my mind swirls.
It has been going on for too long.
The cuts on my arm, the blood flowing down, like a burst pipe.
Nobody cares, not even you. (A round of applause for her! She finally figured it out. A round of applause!)
My mind swirls and I can't go on.
Can't believe I fell for you. (Can't believe you fell for her, can't believe she fell for you.)
You two look happy together. (Or so I'd like to believe.)
I don't know what got into me.
Please, please just leave me be. (Let me bleed. Let me bleed. Literally.)
This can't go on forever.
Because it's over.

I'm getting over you. (Or so I'd like to think.)
Things would be better, if I'm gone.
The cuts on me. (A razor blade is a girl's bestfriend.)
My blood trinkling down the drain.
I just can't go on with all this pain.
I'm trying to, I really am.
Could it be?
That I'm, in love with you?
I need, I want a fairytale. (Fairytale to happen.)
I want a dream. (Dream come true.)
But I may, I am, (Dreaming too much.)
And so, I hold my last breath as my heart stops beating and as I think for the last last time, of you and her, I hope you would be happy together.

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SHAKESPEAR'S LOVE STORY

2008-06-25T03:09:00.000-07:00

She couldn't stand it anymore.
Her heart was falling apart.
Why couldn't he see, that he was all she wanted that night.
He called her, to finally tell her the truth but it was too late.
She was already gone, and the time he took was way too long.
She lay on the floor in the pool of blood, in his dripping tears, on the marble floor.
Now, she wouldn't see how much she meant to him.
She wouldn't see that being together was his one and only dream.
She was gone for good and never coming back.
His heart was shattered.
His dreams unfulfilled.
Didn't she know how much she meant to him?
How could she just leave?
Why did he even dare to dream?
Right then and there he found it.
On a piece of paper she wrote it.
And then he realized the reason he lived.
The only reason why, he could still breathe.
But not now, no not now.
He had to do, what would stop the pain.
And so he did.
His blood trinkling down the drain.
Just like Romeo, just like Juliet.
They could finally be,
SHAKESPEARS LOVE STORY.

SEVEN-O-THREE [x

2008-06-25T02:43:00.000-07:00

It's seven o three, and I sat up on my bed just thinking of him.
He wouldn't get out of my head.
No he wouldn't crawl out of my mind.
His face was carved in me.
His features are sharp on my eyes.
He couldn't possibly feel for me, the way I felt for him.
No.

It's only seven o three and the time stands still.
He was still in my mind.
Like black beauty, he was tall and dark.
His eyes like precious gems, would shine oh-so-bright.
Could this be?
For the very first time I thought, could he be the one for me?
It's only seven o three and as time stand still, I wondered if it could be.

Sitting on my bed, wondering if I could be.
Wondering if there will ever be a you and me.
But then reality just striked right back at me.
Reminding myself that 'we' could never be.
She was stuck in his mind and would always be.
And that's why each night at seven o three, I would cry myself to sleep.
Because I know that he's the only one for me, but our love can never be.

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