“I cried in the sunlight, would I fake all the times I loved you, just a play in a game I twisted with you, with you, I need to believe you, sacrificed all the lies we made up, how we kissed then we made our wish to the end, to the end. Everyday hurts a little more, every day hurts a little more, and I’ll do anything, yes, I’ll do anything, to belong to be strong, to say there’s nothing wrong.”
“you, soft and only,
you, lost and lonely,
you, strange as angels,
dancing in the deepest oceans,
twisting in the water,
you’re just like a dream…”
after a Skunk Anansie kind of day, its a Cure kind of night.. i had a thought about Paul before. blegh. literally, that was the thought. the other thing i realised today, was that i havent had a lizzard dream for months… boxes in dark rooms, however.. are a different matter..