Monday, January 11, 2010

as many times as i blink, i'll think of you tonight.

it's pretty weird how we don't talk at all right now.
it's pretty sad too.
i just don't have anything else to talk to you right now.

I watch the night turn light blue,
But it's not the same without you,
Because it takes two to whisper quietly,
The silence isn't so bad,
Till I look at my hands and feel sad,
Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly.

Oh, at times like these, I wonder why am I still here?

Ps, fail editing. too late. sleepy :(

Those Days.