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{uncontrollable- Monday, April 25, 2011 @ 8:05 PM} Did you know I wrote a draft? That, what you got is actually a good copy? Every now and then, I remember that night. I sometimes sit back, close my eyes and imagine you sitting beside me. I try to replay that moment over and over, not even once getting sick of it. But the thing with memory is that you can't trust them. What was that night truly like?Then suddenly, those memories aren't that great anymore. Those weeks after just wash over so quickly, drowning me in a sea of stupidity, frustration and confusion. When it all goes away, I'm once again confronted with those glorified memories of you and that long, long night. And I keep asking myself, How? "I'm about to lose my mind You've been gone for so long I'm burning up for you I will pray now and for every day to be with you To make your sky more than blue Time goes by It use me up inside I'm trying to get through" |