Let me in to see you in the morning light
to get me on and all along the tears they come
see all come

I want you to believe in life
but I get the strangest feeling that you’ve gone away

will you find out who you are too late to change?

I wish I could be every little thing you wanted
all the time

I wish I could be every little thing you wanted
all the time some times

lift me up
just lift me up don’t make a sound
and let me hold you up before you hit the Ground
see all come
you say you’re all right
but I get the strangest feeling
that you’ve gone away- you’ve gone away
and will you find out who you are too late to change?

I wish I could be every little thing you wanted all the time
I wish I could be every little thing you wanted all the time
some times

Don’t give me up
don’t give me up tonight
or soon nothing will be right at all
salvation
will you find out who you are too late to change?

I wish I could be every little thing you wanted

last night, as i was rummaging through things, i found this bottle of ralph lauren. it is empty, but i found it full… full of memories for you had used ralph lauren to perfume yourself, and in effect, to eternally etch yourself in my memory.

painful as it was, i still managed to sit down, and reminisce.

3:56 PM 6/30/2007

i have to admit to myself that after all these years, a not so very small part of me yearns to see you and talk with you and love you for all that it’s worth.

yeah, for what it’s worth after all the spin and the pain. what is now to you, anyway? you’ll always remember me for the fool i am, and i’ll always remember you too for the painful procrastination you did.

and a procrastination that had ended in this painful reminiscing.

i had sought closure. instead, i had trapped myself in time. happiness, indeed. this eternal strange serenity that took root in the city of pines on a may day.

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