She smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles when the world is hers.
And she held your eyes out in the breeze way down by the shore in the lazy summer.
And she pulled you in and she bit your lip
and she made you hers. She looked deep into you as you laid together, quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer.
But you've already lost, but you've already lost, but you've already lost when you only have barely enough to hang on.
And she combed your hair and she kissed your teeth and she made you better than you've been before. And she told you bad things you wished you could change in the lazy summer.
And she told you laughing down to her core so she would not cry as she lay in your lap and she said, "Nobody here can live forever," quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer.
But you've already lost, but you've already lost, but you've already lost when you only have barely enough to hang on.
And she said, "No one is alone the way you are alone." And you held her looser than you would have if you ever could have known. Some things tie a life together, you slendered threads and things to treasure.
Days like that should last and last and last.
But you've already lost, but you've already lost, but you've already lost when you only have barely enough of her to hang on.
hang on. hang on. hang on.
{ music } Dusk and Summer - Dashboard Confessional
{ mood } sick
Written by pochoy at 08:06 PM as astickied: post. Filed under Thawed Melancholies.
After a year of being the outlet of my sentiments, sweet and sorrowful, this blog of mine must come to an end.
It's special to me though I'm leaving this. A friend of mine here in tabulas made the layouts for me. heheh She sought the codes, I mean. Thanks!
This has been also a witness of my struggles. of hate and love. of sadness and sorrow. of joy and of Summer.
This has been me for a year. and maybe, it will just become a plain collection of memories. written day by day.
So long for now.
{ music } So Long, So Long - Dashboard Confessional
{ book } my mind.
Written by pochoy at 06:49 PM post.
Happy Birthday Summer!
{ music } Me and You and My Medication - BLG
Written by pochoy at 06:46 PM post.
It's been 4 years now, almost, since I first stepped in at college. It was one of the most freaking thing that I have ever done, considering that I had to start a new different stage of my life with myself alone.
I was so young and innocent, maybe, that day that I was not even able to realize how complicated things really are. how complicated they are than what I've expected.
I was changed. My thoughts, my beliefs, my perspectives. They were all changed. I didn't know what to do with myself, of what I should become, of what I would like to become.
But things changed positively, I guess. Our professor hates those words but I don't give a damn. I like using those for I am always uncertain about things. And there's only one thing that I want to be certain, I wanna change myself. For the past years, I have been so uncertain with the things that I do, with the things that I deal with. I need a little piece of certainty. I wanted to become myself more rather than becoming somebody else. I want a certain direction, a path that would direct me to the certainty of my future. But following that path, I realized, isn't that easy.
I've been torned apart. broken. I've almost given up. fortunately, I did not. and maybe, I would not. never.
{ music } The Standard Lines - Dashboard Confessional
Written by pochoy at 03:08 PM post.
I missed the simplicity of our lives.
I missed the start.
I missed the walks.
I missed the excitement.
I missed the childishness.
I missed the cinema.
I missed the kwek2.
I missed the bike.
I missed the chatting.
I missed your long hair.
I missed your hands perfectly fit mine.
I missed who we've been.
I missed the old me.
I missed the old you.
I missed the old us.
I miss us. the real us.
Written by pochoy at 07:35 PM post.