I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
The walls start breathing
My mind's unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening I give the final blow.
A falling star
Least I fall alone.
I can't explain what you can't explain.
You're finding things that you didn't know
I look at you with such disdain.
All these thoughts locked inside
Now you're the first to know.
I'm thankful to have a great sister like Sylvia.
"We could have had so much fun if we were cousins, blood sisters or anything. I feel so happy talking to you all the time.." I feel the same way :) If only we were blood sisters or cousins. Talking to you[Sylvia] has influenced me to do many things. For eg, moving over to livejournal. I might consider using livejournal instead of blogspot :) Heh. Blogspot is just too.. troublesome and all. Maybe livejournal would be alot better.
Alright, I'm going to go and do something productive rather than sitting infront of the computer. I don't want Monday to come.
HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY LUCAS! :D17 on September 17.
Did you think that I would cry on the phone?