“In The Morning”

I can’t stop myself from callin’
Callin’ out your name
I can’t stop myself from fallin’
Fallin’ back again

In the mornin’
Baby in the afternoon

Dark like the shady corners
Inside a violin
Hot like to burn my lips
I know I can’t win

In the mornin’
Baby in the afternoon

I tried to quit you but I’m too weak 
Wakin’ up without you I can hardly speak at all

My girlfriend tried to help me
To get you off my mind
She tried a little tea and sympathy
To get me to unwind

In the mornin’
Baby in the afternoon

Funny how my favorite shirt
Smells more like you than me 
Bitter traces left behind
Stains no one can see

In the mornin’
Baby in the afternoon

You’re gonna put me in an early grave
I know I’m your slave whenever you call

I can’t stop myself from callin’
Callin’ out your name
I can’t stop myself from fallin’
Fallin’ back again

Fallin’ back again
Fallin’ back again
Fallin’ back again
Fallin’ back again

ok

Missing someone is the worst feeling in the world…

but It’s a surprise how after all the pain, you’d see yourself smiling again…and yes enjoying life again…i expected to sulk for days, but i proved myself wrong…yes i cried..i cried a bucket of tears but then my head cleared…well, not totally..but it’s a whole lot clearer than the past few days…and i find myself ok…yup, i feel ok…i still find a tear or 2 trickle down my face once in a while, but then again i’m ok..and i know everything’s gonna be better…once i hear everything out…

i’m falling away

please..can aynone help me melt all the pain away? i feel like i’m dying inside…

i’ve got no one to understand me anymore..no one to pick me up..no one to

make me feel ok when i’m on the dumps…

i am alone..and it feels like shit…

all these love stuff..

all these love stuff that i’m talikng is boring right? cheesy? and i know people would think it corny..but what the hell? who cares..i may not love reading love stories, i may not consider them intellectually stimulating, but it doesn’t restrict me from expressing what i feel regarding my own love story…

it’s my rest day..and couldn’t sleep..might as well write something to do away with the boredom..

friday…

nice thing about it? i spent time with my family and my boyfriend, went to church and had a good time…i always love going to church with the people i love..

now the bad thing? accidentally knowing things that stabbed me in the heart…and making tears trickle down my face…i know i may be wrong in thinking all these doubtful things, but i won’t feel sorry feeling hurt…no can blame me that i’m hurt…i might be wrong, but at lest i voiced it out…keeping mum about how things are affecting you would not do you any good..so might as well take the risk and say the things you want to say, and ask for the things you want to be clarified..it may backfire on you but at least you took the leap..