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it's a good night for flying.

i wish i could just let it out.
let you in.
get you here.
and not let go.

i strive, daily, to find peace.
within myself mostly. a place where i can rest my head easy.
which isn't easy.

i miss the days where i dedicated every song to you.
and i miss the days where i thought you dedicated every song to me. (i'm sure you didnt, but its nice to think otherwise).
i just miss the days, period.
i have no way to reach out. because its completely out of reach. and the longer i try, the harder it is to hold up. im tired of reaching. why cant it just be here. now.

i know what i feel on the inside. i know it. and since coming here, i don't know how to show it. the problem is, i don't know what you feel on the inside. you're worse than me at showing it.
we both stand in different places. we both sleep on different schedules. we both live in different worlds. its been this way from the beginning.
yet we keep coming back to the same point along the line.
us.
we always come back to us.

i just miss when our paths used to cross.

10:14 p.m. - 2007-07-31

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