I'm feeling blue, again. And it feels true. That's where I am standing at. Not sad; just spending a lot of time living within this waywardly scheme. I'm so pleased with the result. It is hard to give a chance to a relationship when one of the partners develops faster than the other one. It is also hard for me to know that my responsability is huge after I learned some things about people. When I’m feeling blue I need affection. I get this from people which I know more or less, always get it from my family and from my friends. I need this feeling as if the world would colapse without it. I realised I work too much, way too much and I am dead tired. Sometimes I get wicked: I might look at somebody like that and I would like him to tell me to stop. But I don’t. Right now I am feeling down. I wanna meet my personal jesus, the mr. perfect as well. I admire the fact that he can make me unsure, that he can give me weird butterflies when he looks at me. They are instinctual body attraction butterflies, intspiring. But blue, as a matter of fact. Because of the distances, because of the case. Some things are better left the way they are, the whole fun would be spoiled. My eyes are as green as it's properly said. As a colour. But sometimes I'm blue. As girl normally do. Sure, I now must keep singing till someone shuts my sentiments up! Yup, somebody.
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