11:11, the sequel

I made my wish about someone else tonight,
I usually give it to you.
I hope you don’t mind,
But its time to bid you adieu.

This sounds pretty crazy,
I know that it might.
For some reason wishing for you,
It just didn’t seem right.

So tonight I gave my wish to someone else,
Someone who might possibly care.
He’s nice, you know him.
I just need someone who can be there.

Wondering.

So I wonder why there are so many different genre movies that make me feel better. I love Star Trek and at the moment, its making me feel so much better than I did just a few minutes ago. Its such a great movie. Or maybe its Chris Pine...

New Life.

Everytime I look at you I don’t know what to do,
That cute leather jacket with your white v-neck tee,
How does your smile always make me happy?
Why is your whole air dizzy-making?

I’ve got to get you out of my head,
All of you,
You’re adorable long hair and the stupid way you always smell wonderful.
I’m so intoxicated and I can’t get over it, but I have to.

I’m starting over fresh, right now.
New everything.
New way of thinking.
New way of looking at life.
New way of looking at you.
New way that we’re just friends.
New way that it’s not the end.
New way that I can get over this.
New way that I’m over you.
New way.
My New way.
My New Life.
Live.

(Alright, Samuel, no yelling at me. I'm trying to get my feelings across without smacking anyone)