Blue

When a particularly emo song has been on repeat for the last twenty minutes, you know that yeah something has definately gone wrong.

Things about misunderstand floats around in the air, a tinge of love maybe, and certainly pain.

When you start crying tho these notes and words, yes something is definately wrong.

Don't take me the wrong way, I usually hate these types of blog where the person moans about how their love life is crap.

So the fact that I'm writing one is even more reason to suggest that something is definately... wrong.

Problem is, I don't actually know what. Problems are always more easily solved when the person can identify them. It is much easier to fix a broken down car, for instance, if you know whether a tire's blown or the fuel tank exploded.

It's one of those things where I thought I would not, could not, ever fall. The wings I had attatched for safety reason I had taken off, thinking there was no deeper down. I thought I was screwed before. Now I've proven myself wrong.

Now I can't even speak up...

Why can't I be her?

Why, why why...

Just because, just because they whisper into my ear. It's not yours. Never was your choice. Never will be.

Sometimes sheer will and determination isn't enough.

Sometimes bitter tears bring nothing but more pain.

Sometimes, only sometimes, I got to look back and wish things were different...

Let go... Look beyond... Walk on

but everyone knows thats easier said than done.