sometimes.not everything can be said.i cant tell you what to do all the time.it defeats the purpose. and i just seem petty.what will be the meaning of actual genuine concern and worry be,if i told you to ask me how i am everyday.what it means to love,without saying the three words.how important i am to you,without telling me so,but that i will still know?everything loses its meaning.and if it comes to the point that i have to tell you that..i think.. it's too late.sometimes, i tell myself that the pain isnt worth it. what do i really mean to you. i don't know. would you do this, if i really meant that much to you.OR ELSE WHY WOULD I STILL BE............feeling so hurt. always.
# posted by Eugenia @ 2:12 AM
so many things just point to me saying..you mean absolutely NOTHING.NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING.I'm tired of listening to excuses.I'm not asking for the world.If it is so difficult to even initiate an sms or REPLY,i dont know what to say.
# posted by Eugenia @ 11:45 PM
Sometimes When We Touch - Dan Hill
You ask me if I love you
And I choke on my reply
I'd rather hurt you honestly
Than mislead you with a lie
And who am I to judge you
On what you say or do?
I'm only just beginning to see the real you
And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I wanna hold you til I die
Til we both break down and cry
I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides
Romance and all its strategy
Leaves me battling with my pride
But through the insecurity
Some tenderness survives
I'm just another writer
Still trapped within my truth
A hesitant prize fighter
Still trapped within my youth
And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I wanna hold you til I die
Til we both break down and cry
I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides
At times I'd like to break you
And drive you to your knees
At times I'd like to break through
And hold you endlessly
At times I understand you
And I know how hard you've tried
I've watched while love commands you
And I've watched love pass you by
At times I think we're drifters
Still searching for a friend
A brother or a sister
But then the passion flares again
And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I wanna hold you til I die
Til we both break down and cry
I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides
gnia
# posted by Eugenia @ 2:15 PM
i know i feel like i'm losing it.losing the reason and inclination to hang on.
it's not that i have been blind before; just that further thinking has led me to the conclusion that this will never change, be it now or next time.
my mind's saying,
either take it, or leave it. simple as that.
# posted by Eugenia @ 11:00 AM