Money just changed everything. I wonder how life without it would go. From St. Francis, who knew that a flower would grow. Looking down from the top and its crowded below. My fifteen minutes started an hour ago. Truth over fake, you know I respect the blatant shit. When I hear people talking, I just dont know what to make of it. Hate is so familiar to me, I'm slowly embracing it. Doesn't come natural, bear with me it could take a bit. My dreams is who I'm racing with. You can see I'm pacing it so that I'm always chasing it. I hope that my success never alters our relationship. This life is something I would die for. Its almost August now, but it's looking like July 4. I'm just such a gentleman you should give it up for me. Look at how I'm placing all my napkins and my cutlery. I can tell it wasn't love for you, I just thought you fuck with me.
Who could have predicted love could strike, now you're stuck with me. Damn, I kept my wits about me luckily. What happened between us that night, it always seems to trouble me and you're making it seem that it happened that way because of me but I was curious and I'll never forget it baby. What an experience. You could have been the one but it wasnt that serious for you. There was smoke in the air before, now it's me clearing it. That felt good. All and all I learned a lesson from it though, you never see it coming you just get to see it go. I should have looked up in the sky at first, now I see it in her eyes. Fireworks.
Everything's the same but it feels different. My dad called me up, knowing that I still listen and he's still got his foot out, guilt tripping. It's been years, though, I just learn to deal with it. For real. How many of our parents' marriages lasted? I was only 5, I bet I barely reacted. I'm still searching for that feeling, tell me where is the magic? Let's stay together until we're ghosts. I want to witness love, I've never seen it close but I guess I gotta find it first. That's why I'm really going off like fireworks.
Love,
S
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Thursday, July 22, 2010
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