moved.moved.moved

Tuesday, September 02, 2003

i cant get to sleep.

its 3am in the morning now and i am everything but okay. a numbed mess.

my heart hurts, so badly. its not the quarrel anymore. its you.

never felt so confused before. usually these kinda decisions are fast for me to make, never to be deliberated upon, never for me to ponder so much about it, yet now i am nothing but a helpless wreck, and im broken. i keep falling and falling, deeper and deeper

yr supposed to catch me. but.. *where are you when i need u near?