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| you tell me you want 'to live your own life'.
it's not like i don't want you to have your space.
just for a whole day, i wish we could meet for lunch, watch a film, go shopping, take a leisurely stroll, and have a nice dinner. together.
i just want to spend one whole day with you.
but i've pushed aside everything.
of course you'd love to see him again before he leaves. i really don't mind at all.
how about before that meeting? why only afterwards?
i don't know how to explain this feeling.
it's neither ones' fault, yet i feel i'm missing something inside.
something i have no idea of, yet it pains me that it's absent.
i know it's a little too late, but,
i've decided to hold onto this last bit of hope.
time is running out. i don't want tomorrow to come.
edit:// what is this feeling?
i want her to to meet her friend, but deep inside i don't.
i really want to see her, but i keep saying it's fine.
i'm annoyed that she had to meet someone suddenly, but i'm glad for her to see him.
i'm crying because i might not see her again until october, yet i don't tell her about how i really feel.
i give her all these replies because i know it's the answer she wants.
oh, i understand. this complicated feeling is called love.
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"Thinking of you, wherever you are,
We pray for our sorrows to end,
and hope that our hearts will blend,
and now i will step forward to realize this wish."
"And who knows?
Starting a new journey may not be so hard,
or maybe it's already begun.
There's many worlds, but they share the same sky;
One sky --
One destiny."
"Faded Memories,
Reconstucted Memories,
A dream - a dream of you,
In a world without you."
"A scattered dream that's like a far-off memory.
A far-off memory that's like a scattered dream.
I want to line the pieces up --
yours and mine."
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| The stars will cry;
The blackest tears tonight,
And this is the moment that I live for.
I can smell the ocean air,
And here I am
Pouring my heart onto these rooftops,
Just a ghost to the world;
That's exactly,
Exactly what I need.
From up here the city lights burn,
Like a thousand miles of fire;
And I'm here to sing this anthem,
Of our dying day.
For a second I wish the tide,
Would swallow every inch of this city.
As you gasp for air tonight,
I'd scream this song right in your face.
If you were here,
I swear I won't miss a beat
Cause I never,
never have before.
From up here the city lights burn,
Like a thousand miles of fire;
And I'm here to sing this anthem,
Of our dying day.
EDDIT: HAPPY APRIL FOOLS!
Story of the year; Anthem of Our Dying Day.
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| I guess
That this is where we've come to
If you don't want to
Then you don't have to
Believe me
But I
Won't be there when you go down
Just so you know now
You're on your own now
Believe me.
Fort Minor - Beleive Me, M. Shinoda, Featuring Styles of Beyond.
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| 'Cherish your vision,
'Cherish your ideals,
'Cherish the music that stirs in your heart,
The beauty that forms in your mind,
The loveliness the drapes your purest thoughts,
If you remain true to them,
Your World will at last be built.'
To D.SJ.Gogarty, and his family.
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