You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is
Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are
Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we're staging
And what a beautiful mess, yes it is
It's like picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And the kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt
Cause here, here we are, Here we are
Here we are
We're still here
What a beautiful mess, this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is "Yes"
Through, timeless words and priceless pictures We'll fly like birds not of this earth
And tides they turn and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we, tore our dresses and stained our shirts
But its nice today. Oh the way it was so worth it.
I felt abit hurt for the first time after years..hurt by words not said but wrote..
Loneliness..I can't fulfil it..not to let her feel lonely..cuz she remember hw she don't felt lonely when she was with him..
I can't fulfil it..I shall not blame on work..though it eaten 3/4 of my day...hw tired i am..calling her is a priority still..even for a few mins..
But she still felt lonely...maybe time shall do the talking...I just keep doing wad I do as myself...in private or work life...
The days when I feel tt I can love n be love by someone...it's great to hv tt days..
But can it last..??..nothing lasts forever..a common quote used by ppl..
I don't really care..I let nature take it's own course,.
If things r nt gonna be good..although it breaks me..but a part of me will feel glad that I'm able feel love again n hv someone to love me....
So yarh..flow of my lyfe..no big waves nor small waves..I want it calm..
Cheers.. :)
change my blogskin...hmm...long time nvr done all...so blur..
yo.....
aary in the house..only for a while je...
all my blogging of miss being loved, to love, hugged, to be hugged, give my undivided love to someone...found that person...
thanks to god i guess...
see ya..
