Tuesday, May 19, 2009

summer sad breaking heart

pointless, no destination.
like you're walking in airport, but there's no ticket in your hands. you just walk that path until you are tired. until you are sicked of walking.
sitting here doing nothing,
what a great thing to do.
i am bored
desperate to know if this is gonna be something.
but... you do what you always do. sitting there, doing nothing but denying yourself.
needed to move on, but then you dragged me back.
right now, i need to move. so go on, leave me breathless :)--the Corrs--
i am fine and ready to fly.