Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Same As Yesterday

I want that secret someone. I want that girl I can't stand to be away. I want to come home to my apartment, take off my shoes, drop the weight of the world and lay next to her. I want to wake up knowing she stayed near me while I dreamt. Her presence alone guards off my fears.

The more I live, the less I see this coming true. It seems every month my hopes get more and more faint. I get close to a girl with optimism of a different outcome and am disappointed with the same.

I want to give up. I feel foolish for expecting something different. I want it to rain. I want the world to go grey and leave me alone in my bed. I want sleep to drown me if I could only close my eyes.


  1. I feel the exact same way.
    But don't give up.
    You'll find her.
    And I'll find him.

  2. I want the same thing. I guess we all do. Sometimes I listen to songs and wonder if somebody could really feel these things.