tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67062341922152967982011-04-21T16:01:28.401-07:00mikeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11549899312540640862noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706234192215296798.post-14542995034294950332007-01-06T03:22:00.000-08:002007-01-06T03:29:33.686-08:00<span style="font-size:78%;">everyone knows that nothing can last forver and i knew from the start this would be temporary.<br />just like everything else.<br />you're a world class liar but every test i've given you have failed.<br />try honesty next time and you could pass.<br />i already know the answer.<br />you "allude" to things like a sunrise "alludes" to a sunset.<br />if you've moved on then just say so.<br />not that i need you to because i already know.<br />and really, just- just whatever.<br />i never asked for much of anything.<br />you demanded more from me then you ever gave to me.<br />a little attention, a little more attention on the bad days.<br />just to make me feel special.<br />but i got nothing.<br />i got ignored when i needed you.<br />and naivity, you get what you give.<br /><br /><br /><br />destined to be alone.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706234192215296798-1454299503429495033?l=crashingparties.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mikeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11549899312540640862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706234192215296798.post-11406898913203632902007-01-04T21:26:00.000-08:002007-01-04T21:42:33.088-08:00<span style="font-size:78%;">sometimes i think a place i've never been to sounds more like home than home.<br />maybe it's just the way i feel for things from that place.<br />and how it seems like maybe there's more of a bond there between people than people here.<br />"everyone is so fake here" and sweetie, everyone includes you.<br />i don't believe a word you say anymore.<br />everything is perfectly scripted and said at just the right time.<br />the laughs. the smiles. the sighs. the hugs.<br />it's all for your repuation.<br />too bad it's all on your back.<br />i wait for the phone ring and feel stupid leaving you another message.<br />just don't return the calls.<br />tonight i'll wish to sleep the whole night through, not for a phone call.<br /><br /><br />you and me.<br />we're so through.<br />but go on, drag it out.<br />it's only nails on a blackboard.<br />wait six months and find yourself lonelier than ever.<br />it's coming.<br />tick. tick. tick. tick.<br /><br /><br />but maybe, actually. just maybe, i might wait up for that call.<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706234192215296798-1140689891320363290?l=crashingparties.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mikeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11549899312540640862noreply@blogger.com0