Thursday, November 12, 2009

Come Back Home

And I'm Back to the way that it was again,
And now I'm looking for a reason to change this
And I would a never thought that this was over but
I'm too familiar with the second chances and I
hope you feel the same.

I know you said that this will not be permanent
If thats correct then whys this feel like its the end
Come back home to me [because my life just isn't]
What it used to be [without you here]
It kills me just to see, That a part of me is gone [that a part of me is gone]
And I'm trying to forget the past, but I wish you weren't so hard to forget [hard to forget]

And now your not around i'm sure that you found
another place to feel alive without me by your side.
I know you said that this will not be permanent
But it's not correct cause there is no chance for
Us to stay alive.

Come back home to me [because my life just isn't]
What it used to be [without you here]
It kills me just to see,
That a part of me is gone,
That a part of me is gone,
That a part of me is gone,
Is there something I could say to bring you back to me
and fix this mess we're in. Every night I seem to find myself awake.

Cause I wish I could change [Could change]
The way [The way you feel]
Yeah I wish that I could change [could change]
The way [The way you feel]
Come back home to me [because my life just isn't]
What it used to be [without you here]
Come back home to me [because my life just isn't]
What it used to be [without you here]
It kills me just to see,

That a part of me is gone, that a part of me is gone
and I wish that you would..
Come back home to me,
And I wish that you would
Come back home to me,
And I wish that you would
Come back home to me.

And I wish that you'd come home..

-Jamestown Story & Stephen Jerzak

No Barrier

"They spill and cascade
dripping down my cheeks,
sweeping over my lips
the wetness a surprise
a relief;
the sniff of my nose
and the unsteady breath,
the quick rise and fall of my chest,
they’re falling
I’m weeping
and the strength in me
is lost.

I cry. "
-Olivia Bell

For more of Olivia Bell's Poetry, click here.

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Alright, so I think I'm really depressed, because I can't stay happy for more than 5 minutes at a time. I always think of someone and end up feeling horrible again. This is crazy, I know I shouldn't be this hung up over a guy, but I am. I'm sorry. I hate this.