Confessions of an Almost Lover
Valentine’s Day. Ugh.
Why do we celebrate such pointless holidays?
I mean, what is v-day really about? Is it just another excuse for candy and gift-giving, or is it to make those of us with broken hearts feel even more alone?
Why can’t I get over him?
I mean, it’s been 2 years, 1 month, and 9 days..okay, maybe that’s why. But, he takes over my mind. Swirling around, screaming all my questions to him at me.
Why WHY WHY ?!
Hm, this reminds of lyrics to a song. Maybe if I ever see him again, I can sing them to him…
Your finger tips across my skin
the palm trees swaying in the wind; images.
You sang me spanish lullabys.
The sweetest silence in your eyes; clever trick.
I never want to see you unhappy.
I thought you’d want the same for me.
Goodbye my almost lover.
goodbye my hopeless dream.
I’m trying not to think about you.
can’t you just let me be.
So long my luckless romance.
my back is turned on you.
shoulda known you’d bring me heartache.
Almost lovers always do…