May 2012
Telling me the things that used to serenade me, sweet
Now is the the day where my love you seek, again
and all I can offer you is
a friend
The hardest words for me to speak
The hardest words to hear,
I’ve traveled miles away,
and your heart holds dear,
what no longer is crystal clear…
I know the web I’ve wove will be different come Tuesday… Cosmos don’t fail me now.
My heart knows the truth but pride won’t let me show it… & fcuk it, if it makes me wrong then I’ll bare that. No longer the focus, refocus I’m so deep in, lifes ocean. No sailor was made on a smooth sea, can you see, the torch as I burn my old dreams.
Today, interesting enough I was asked yet again the infamous question. Seems like I have more going for me than I realized. Life seems to be looking up. Hard work, faith, being humble, and some kick ass charisma must create a lot of charm. Kind of want to be in my own world tonight but I have plans that require me to be socially engaged…
Happy Birthday to theconcioussubject.tumblr.com
Routines. Never really fancied them much but eh. Anything can be taken care of with coffee and some bud. Humbled. Work Hard.
Rain always makes my sky blues fade away…
