This is what the inside of my head looks like...
"Opposites Attract Only to Repel"
your only consistencies were inconsistencies.
the only thing i knew was that i didn't know.
how come our ending came before the beginning?
doubtful trusts.
caged freedoms.
comfortable distresses.
full emptinesses.
truthful lies.
loud whispers.
we were:
ignorant geniuses.....
and blinded visionaries.
because opposites attract, only to repel.
It makes me so sad that I have to go, honey.
I packed most of my dreams, knowledge, and memories...
I left a little bit behind for you to cherish,
just enough for my memory to linger.
Don't be sad, honey.
We both knew this day would come.
It came sooner than later and now that it's arrived,
it's time for me to go, honey.
Don't you worry about a thing,
I packed everything I need,
and if anything was left behind it is yours to keep.
Make what you can of it,
and let go of the rest of it.
I just have to go, honey.
There are places to be seen.
There are faces to greet.
There are adventures to seek.
There's a life to live.
I'm going now, honey.
Wish me luck...
that bridge had to be burned.
i said i only think about you when i'm going 120mph down the highway ...
you said you're looking for me, well you know where to find me...
i said i'm never hard to find, you're just always too far gone ..
i said i'm not too hard to come across but you better look both ways before you cross me.
the story's been the same even when the headlines changed...
you say i'm too far away but i'm always within reach..
my words don't seem to get through to you but my eyes can see through you...
i said i only think about you when i'm doing 120 down the highway..
i said i'm doing 120 down the highway...
you said you're looking for me, well, you know where to find me.
if you come across finding yourself before you lose me....
you'll know where to find me...
i'm always doing 120 down the highway
Memoirs of a girl .... and the boy she lost before she found
You were a melting pot- your electrons, neutrons, and protons jam packed so perfectly. Atoms perfectly arranged to complement your anatomy. A mixture of knowledge, eloquence, and madness so perfectly put together. Your ideals, morals, and philosophies, all so enlightening. To me, you were the paragon of flawed perfection. What is flawed perfection, one might ask. I don't know.. but you were it. Human relations would always leave me feeling so drained... I was robbed of knowledge, one kiss at a time, at a time, at a time. My soul was starving and yearning before I met you. You fed me emotions, cultures, experiences. And I, a glutton for knowledge, wanted more. I've always wanted more. You were more than what meets the eye. You were far beyond than what tickles the soul. You taught me that all is fair in love and in war. I've always been a non conformist, but you, you were everything. You were my piece of the Eiffel Tower, my scent of fresh Vancouver forest, my feel of EDM... because every place you'd been, everything you'd experience, everything you'd learned, made you who you were... And every time I kissed you.... Every time you touched me.... Every time I saw you... I visited your previously explored destinations.. I experienced your experiences... I learned your lessons.... And they were all beautiful, to say the least. And I robbed you of them all, one kiss at a time, at a time, at a time.. once upon a time.
I've lost a handful of pieces:
As a results of how many times you have -
broken me up
and
tore me apart,
just to piece me back together.
It's like my heart is some sort of special edition Lego you like to lay out on your work desk and assemble just to dissemble.
It leaves me at a tangent.
To the point where I've mastered the art of breaking and bending but not falling apart
You see there's pieces that one can do with out...
