Whatsername:
…Thought I ran into you down on the street…. Truth be told, I see people everywhere. I am greed, in and of itself. Is it possible that I cannot see because I don’t want to? I miss you, more than anything. Come back to me, because you are fleeting, and I am lost. You’re the guidance when I need it. How can I survive without you?
…Then it turned out to only be a dream…. I live in a serenity; But like any dream, it is easily broken- effortless to wake from. How can I even start to think I deserve it when I lose it so fast? I forget myself, and what I have created. The havoc I wreak on others… Maybe my time is coming, or passed long ago. Soon, I will not be able to fall inside, and troubling this is.
…I remember the face but I can’t recall the name…. How much of a blur you are to me. You’re nothing, and everything, all at once. I’m afraid to step near, in fear of losing my balance and not being able to be found because I was incorrect. Am I justified in this worry? No one can conclude, only the stupid would try. Perhaps I am stupid, and maybe that is why I keep trying.
…Now I wonder how whatsername has been…. Will I merely fade from your memory as I have to others? Days seem to get longer, life worse. Maybe I’m really just a dream, and everyone is waking up. I wish I could say that I have something solid to cling to, but even the ground beneath me is unstable; Is it waiting to give way underneath me, or am I waiting for it to be firm again?
…Seems that she disappeared without a trace…. Reality is only what we perceive it as- Am I reality or am I a fiction that you wish were real? I can never know, only wish I did.
…Did she ever marry old whatshisface?.... Love cannot be existent in another world. Now, though, is it possible for me? Even if it were, would my control hold or would I flood the one I love with everything I am? All my emotions drag me down; Just the thought of hurting others is disgusting.
…I made a point to burn all of the photographs…. It’s easy to ignore someone, even if you don’t think it would be. Just turn away, walk away. We learn to do it for our own sakes. Maybe this will happen. After all, out of site, out of mind.
…She went away and then I took a different path…. Curiously, I do not know if my presence has honestly changed people for the better or worse. They say they’re better, but how could they know? They’re themselves, not an appropriate judge for these things. How easily they can talk, without considering what they say.
…Remember, whatever...It seems like forever ago… And happiness was forever ago. I want to reclaim it- call it mine, conquer it, but is that possible? I am afraid of fate, and how it will affect me. Maybe I should sit back and relax, and just let things happen.
…The regrets are useless in my mind; She’s in my head…. Do you even want me, or am I just there? Now I am fading faster, and this is falling beyond my control. I’m closed, you’re gone. Alone, again? I can either give up, or start anew.
…And in the darkest night, if my memory serves me right, I’ll never turn back time… Forgetting you but not the time….
....Whatsername is by Greenday....
Saturnalias · Tue Mar 31, 2009 @ 01:05am · 0 Comments |