"Today is a winding road,
That's taking me to places that I didn't want to go..
Whoa..
Today in the blink of an eye,
I'm holding on to something and I do not know why..
Why I tried…"
There's this stage in every teenager's life where everything loses meaning. School, friends. Love. Everything just doesn't count the way it used to count, doesn't carry that much weight like it once did. The only reason things lose meaning is because you lose things.
You lose things that matter.
"I tried to read between the lines,
I tried to look in your eyes,
I want a simple explanation,
What I'm feeling inside,
I gotta find a way out,
Maybe there's a way out…"
And just when you think you really understood something to the bone, grasped it with all possible understandings, it trembles beneath your feet. And unlike common opinion, the tremble hurts- not the fall. When you feel it tremble, you know deep inside that the fall is coming, but you won't accept it.
It's so hard to let go.
"your voice was the soundtrack of my summer,
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder,
And I said,
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors,
I don't wanna ever love another,
You'll always be my thunder,
So bring on the rain,
And bring on the thunder..,"
People love love. That's a fact. people love love so they won't feel alone. People love love because the movies say love is a great thing. But eventually, people love love because they wanna be loved. They wanna feel that sensation when someone embraces you hard when you cry, the feeling of someone grabbing your hand while you fall so far down…
While basically you don't know what comes next, so can you say you love this person the most when the possibility of a brand new lover shows up tomorrow? You can never know.
How the hell do you know?
"yea I'm walking on a tightrope,
I'm wrapped up in vines,
I think we'll make it out,
But you just gotta give me time.
Strike me down with lightning,
Let me feel you in my veins,
I wanna let you know how much I feel your pain…"
It gets harder everyday. You know, not thinking about her. And the harder you try, the worse it gets. And it's getting to me. I tried, and to my complete shock, I FUCKED IT UP. Are you happy now, lord? Because I really can't figure out what to do anymore. I thought time heals all wounds but it just makes them go deeper, and deeper, and deeper…
'till eventually…
I'll bleed to death.
Not thinking about you is not an option. <3