you are somewhere else
I am still right here
what have i become
my sweetest friend
everyone I know goes away in the end
You can have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt.
I've been the thing people have moved on from leaving me behind...but what can i do except wipe the tears from my eyes and hope that the next encounter leaves me feeling a bit better about myself and my accomplishments. Because I've been forgotten, I am left watching everyone interact with each other like a ghost that wants to be seen but can only observe and listen to its loved ones form new bonds and break old ones...and every day I work, I see those goddamned couples dancing on the floor holding each other close and I want to leap off the ship and cling to a lonesome bouy and be rid of it all...and all the new CDs and movies in the world won't allow me one fucking moment of peace. The only thing that can being me peace is you.