Blue

I dreamed about him again last night
I dreamed he had long hair, and deep blue fingernails
I dreamed that he threw his head back and laughed
And how I thought he looked so good
Cuz you know I love long hair
And I love blue
And maybe I love him too...

I loved you all along

I should’ve stayed, I know
I wasn’t there with you
I wasn’t there to hold you when you were lonely
I wasn’t there to tell you I care
I wasn’t there to love you

How can I tell you...I loved you the whole time?
I missed you so much
It hurt to think of you
I needed you too
But... I wasn’t there to love you

Now I’m back... back in your life
And I can see you, smell you, feel you
But you wont let me in
You wont let me kiss you
You wont let me hold you

It hurts me to be so close you
It hurts me that you don’t care
I really need you right now
How long do I have to wait?
I never stopped loving you

Has it been too long?
Does the past no longer matter?
Don’t you remember the love we shared?
Your comfort when I cried?
My hands when you fell?
Is it because I wasn't there to love you?

I loved you all along

We will never be here again...

I guess no matter what you do, time goes by...life moves on. One day you look up and realize that times have changed, and everything is different. It seems that no matter how good things are, or how bad, eventually they will change. People change with time and do crazy things like move away, or change who they were when you knew them. And it really alters your world, messes with your head, you know? Memories are the purest part of who one is. Sometimes I wonder if its better to just keep your memories as they are and never look back; then at least you will have your memories.
I think that's why people get married, because at least that one person represents some aspect of stability. That person wont change, wont move away, wont leave you questioning who you are and what you believe. Human beings need stability in some form.
As one who lives in a world where nostalgia is a guilty pleasure, I protest to change as much as is humanly possible.
Today I realized that we will never again have this moment. We will never be here again...

Whats a blog?

I don't understand all you people, talking about blogging all the time like its a big deal. Its really not. At first I did not understand what a blog was, but with the help of my internet addicted friends, I realized that blogging is just a glorified diary. So armed with that knowledge, I decided to have my own blog. Here's to a lifetime of happy blogging.