Monday, February 21, 2005

:: Sleep ::

I don't know why, of all mornings - on this one in particular, i chose to stay in bed instead of wake up and... get something done.

I felt like i actually lost something.

This was one night's rest where i actually dreamed up just about enough impossibilities to keep myself entertained for an entire year.

...if only i could've kept on dreaming.

The truth is... i've been made to feel like a coward, just because i didn't rally to your cause.

In one simple, stupid and trivial moment alone - you concluded for me that

...life just isn't fair.

i wish i could've wished you good morning once more.

spoken. at 11:48 AM



"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."