tell me how I can make a dream come true like the one I had last night of you and then there was the night before and…well, so many many more
it’s the one where you said hello and the tears suddenly began to flow we rushed into an embrace and held each other tight all I wanted to do was hold on with all my might
I tried to stay for as long as one dream could remain in a place void of the hurt, the loss, the pain oh please tell me how I can make that dream come true when I dream a little dream of you
my love for you is like a book with stolen pages beautiful words erased deleted lines…replaced everything’s torn from the very bind words rewritten that were never mine an unknown author with a tale of a broken heart spends his lonely days with nowhere to start his pen runs dry there’s nothing more to capture in this tragic love story without its final chapter
I’ve wasted so much time and heartache trying to find out why someone no longer loves me. When all I had to do, was accept that they probably never did. Therefore, I’m free. – Ash
I received a comment on my blog this morning that was left on yesterday’s entry. It not only blew me away, but it also hyper-spaced me down memory lane. It was from an old friend of mine from my childhood. Scratch that, an old best friend of mine, and boy did it instantly put a smile on my face. I literally laughed out loud when I saw the handle that this person had used to post the comment. As you WordPress users already know, comments on your blog are sometimes left there by fellow bloggers, but sometimes they are left from email followers. I pretty much know all my email followers personally as they are mostly friends, family, and the odd coworker past and present. This person though, I believe has been visiting my blog for some time now and has finally made me aware of it in a very subtle way. Well, at least I’m 99.9% sure it is. I mean, it has to be. There is only a few living souls that I know on the face of this earth that would know the legend of the “Wolverine Gull”. (Dramatic voice)
Tell me to turn and walk away I’ll just try harder than I did today Tell me to move on and completely forget I’ll just think about you more every chance I get Tell me you hate me and you no longer care I’ll just know you’re still hurting and need more time to repair Tell me I’ve banished from your broken little heart I’ll just be here with the pieces until the day, we’re no longer apart
I don’t want a broken heart any more
take this blood that flows my veins
the air that fills my lungs
the laughter that made a smile
a soul that was never mine
life that I never asked for
God damn strike me down
Take me back
bury my existence
in an unmarked grave
