Monday, March 26, 2007

pulmonary vascular breakdown: who am i talking to?

please make this worth it.
please.
please.
please.

i'm scared.
it's spring, it's warm, i feel incredible, i feel free.
i'm lonely.
i'm scared.

he walked away.
i drove away.
and it's broken.
and i can't fix it right now.
i don't have time to fix it.

why do i only ever call him in tears?
and why do i never tell him something's wrong?
because everything's always okay by the time i hang up.

will there ever be a time when i'm not missing him?
why do i even have to think about this now?
why can't carefree weather mean a carefree life until it's cold again?
where did last summer go?

grip the wheel.
i can feel my heartbeat in my hands.
everything's rushing.
where is the wind going?

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