It's days like yesterday that my mind and heart really seem to miss the one person for whom they felt close to. Pathetic, i know i am, but one cannot toss aside feelings or ideas that simply pop up into the brain. I'm listening to toxicity by system of a down right now and my fingers are flying, i don't even have time to think of what i should write, i guess this is theriputic in some strange way.
Without any regret i can write whatever i feel, and i want to write about C.A. I was at her place a while ago, she's still dating the same guy you see, but persistant little me, won't give up. We watched a movie, got close, played with each others hands, laughed, giggled, wrestled around a bit, got close, then the phone rang, they talked, she sat at the end of the couch, i asked if it was him, she said yes, i asked if she felt ashamed of what had happened, she said yes. I understand this, She cares for him, but what she doesn't see yet is the chemistry between us is far greater then what they have.
On another note, i'm going for a smoke right now, i shall be back, and we shall see what frame of mind i will be in.
My mind is blank, yet still i write, trying to get across a point that may not even exist. Phone rings....I feel like writting the words to the music that i am listening to right now. It explains so much, yet is so vague. I've always believed, why try to write something that has been already expressed so well by another.
"Why can't you see that you are my child, why don't you know that you are my mind. Tell everyone in the world that i am yours, take this promise to the end of you"
1:30 p.m. - 2002-02-28
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