Friday, June 10, 2011
The Bricks Made Of Memories
They show you a place in your head where you remember why we were never meant to be alone. And you try and act surprised.
Written by Me at 7:28 AM
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
I prefer to think the bricks exist in order to allow us the privacy we deserve, once we collectively discover the courage to find ourselves "alone".
Sometimes I feel like I am meant to be alone :(
Now seems as good of a time as any to let you know you have kept me alive when dying would have been easier.
Thank you for that.
I think this is more of that memory that just came back to you, and it made you happy for a brief moment in time. You forgot it was there. Nevertheless, I think everyone can have their own say on this.
Perhaps we were never meant to be alone but the reality is that I AM alone .. and lonely ...
One day I stumbled into a place in my head where I was never alone, and there was nowhere to hide.
and I was so angry, I just wanted you out of my head so bad I forgot to stop and wonder who you were.....
But you must understand if someone should get out of that place was you, so I belong in there :) and you too .... but .... :(
there is no place for out of control darkness in there, just for darkness itself.
It was those bricks you tried to knock down for so long. Those bricks were stronger than I would have liked them to be. To strong for to long..I wish they would have crumbled to let you inside what went on in my mind. My walls are finally down after all this time.. You are the only one that knows, and we aren't even close anymore... and you are the only one that knows what keeps me restless through the night.. Its his eyes that wake me up..But its the thought of your blue eyes that keeps me up.. Looking for you in our secret place..keep knockin
My words have become less fluid as the days pass. And I know that without you, I am different, but not lost. If I were to never see you again, it would be painful, but I would hold tight to your memory and this hope for better days.
I know with you out there somewhere I am truly never alone. Miss you.
yea id rather be alone than be with you, cause you and me, alone, was a lie, it has always been. How easy for you to lie, you lied, or maybe i should just grow up, forget bout my misconceptioons of u and me, maybe im just dumb guess ill never know
While we move forward, separately this time, allow me to miss you once in a while.
Sometimes, even the most inseparable people has to part ways to let the other person find what he/she is truly looking for. At the end of the journey, it is not the sad goodbyes that matters but the sweet memories to last a lifetime. I miss you baby.
and at in the end, i realized.. no matter what,life is still goes on...
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