In truth, in all honesty.
I really miss you.
I wish i could still keep you.
But no, that is too selfish on my part.
Please be happy.
Until We Bleed- Andreas Kleerup feat. Lykke Li
I'm nakedI'm numbI'm stupidI'm stayingAnd if Cupid's got a gun, then he's shootin'Lights black, heads bangYou're my drugWe live itYou're drunk, you need itReal love, I'll give itSo we're bound to linger onWe drink the fatal dropThen love until we bleedThen fall apart in partsYou wasted your timesOn my heartYou've burnedAnd if bridges gotta fall, then you'll fall, tooDoors slamLights blackYou're goneCome backStay goneStay cleanI need you to need meSo we're bound to linger onWe drink the fatal dropThen love until we bleedThen fall apart in partsNow we're bound to linger onWe drink the fatal dropThen love until we bleedThen fall apart in parts
Lies and deception.
Playing pretense.
It may seem silly but at least there was something i could be happy about.
And now it feels like you are a whole world away.
After all what is reality but what we perceived it to be.
I had to pretend.
But i had you, i had an escape.
And that was real to me.
Does it seem desperate?
But perhaps that's what it is.
You're that escape I desperately needed away from my life.
A life that has panned out so well, so planned.
So together so "perfect".
I'm on the right track, always doing the the "right" thing.
Taking the high road, being the good girl, the nice one.
No one ever pauses to see how tiring it all is.
Doing the right thing hurts ok.
Its exhausting and it drains me empty everyday.
Why i can't i get a turn at being selfish.
To keep you however way i can.
We are two individual, uninhibited.
Fuck the fairness, the balance, the so called injustice.
For once just let me have my selfish desire.
I want it, damaged, broken and deceptive.
I want you.
I stand by what I said that night when we walked at botanic gardens.
I really hope you're happy.
Or at least happier now.
I'm sorry if I seem to be avoiding.
There are just somethings that are too hard for me to watch.
But in all honesty, you deserve to be happy.
Don't be self- deprecating anymore.
From time to time try to remember how much I believe in you.
My apologies for the lack of coherence and flow.
It is after all 7.30 in the morning.
And i've had a long night.
But no worries, I always bounce back.
Always keep moving.
"I'm sorry baby, you were the sun and moon to me."
"Do not let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do." -John Wooden
The Desiderata of Happiness
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its shams, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.