2004-03-30 - 3:46 p.m.
Dreams
We sat in parks, holding hands
Waiting for the alarm clock to ring,
Shattering our dream world.
But now you don’t want to dream with me,
Your bed doesn’t have my side anymore,
Just a little more space for your own thoughts,
A little more time for your eyes to drift
A little more happiness when they meet
Someone who you believe wont’ hurt you
How do I let you go?
How do I let go of that ‘special someone’,
(that plastic phase of the 21st century
-the one who I wasn’t the one for?
Its hard. I was walking to work today, and this guy looked me straight in the eye. ‘Nailed me’ so to speak. Thinking about Lawrie, I would like to fuck around, but have his love, his closeness, his dedication. That’s not what he wants, so we’re stuck in this mock friendship.
