You are my life. And life can be a real bitch sometimes. ~_~

First things first, yes I did think up the title myself. (and yes it was created not pertaining to ayone and all matches are purely coincidental)

Remember the time when we could walk around forever in circles?
Remember the time when all we'd do is just sit and wait for a miracle?

I am in a real angry mood. I don't know why. I don't even want to know why. You know one of those times where you just feel like taking out your frustration on someone? (and yes, I do have someone in mind)

There are nights when all my aching bones won't let me sleep

And demons come to plague me as I lie in bed
But I know if you were sleeping there beside me then
That you could fend them off and they would let me rest
 
I may have an idea why. But I'm not going to say it out loud. It's definitely going to piss a few people I know off. So I'll keep it in.

Well, I don't know what it means

But I can't seem to make myself forget
Was it something that you said

I hope it doesn't come back again. I hope it isn't prolonged. It feels horrible. And I just want to take it out on someone.

I cross the road
just to hide
and to avoid the times
when you stood
at my side

I just had an epiphany.

What does it matter?

What's done is done and I should get on with my life

According to the big boobed Red Indian who helped Homer Simpson: An epiphany is a sudden realization of great truth.

Everywhere I go I see your face

Every sound I hear is the sound of your voice
Why are you haunting me

I guess it wasn't so sudden, really. It was always at the back of my mind and I was just trying to suppress it and deny it.

You're still with me in my dreams

Then after a turn of events that happened, I guess I couldn't keep it in anymore.

Sehnsucht.

Reminscence.

Today I went back to the places that we shared. The secret corner :) Remember that?

And it all just came flashing back at me. Everything.

Is hope the only thing that keeps me sane?
A good friend once told me we are our memory

Without them we equal nothing

Leaves at my feet, blown to the ground

Their echoes are reaching my ears
Nights coming fast, suns going down - confused
I don't know the answers but neither do you