"it's not where you've come from, but how long you've been there."
THE REMAINING HALF:
- words starting with _ ,
- choosing not to believe, because then we wouldn't be the chosen ones.
pieces of the real world.
because we'd be somebody with them. (can you even imagine that?)
just let the world turn around, will you?
3.3.10
wonderland doesn't exist, she cried
and lied
and lied
and lied.
she lied till her face turned blue and they all stopped beLIEving.
not that they ever had.
she was lost long before they came along.
and lied
and lied.
she lied till her face turned blue and they all stopped beLIEving.
not that they ever had.
she was lost long before they came along.
and she's saying, "load the gun and shoot it already."
and you're thinking, "the hardest part is being a hero."
and they're thinking, "we were never friends."
and he's thinking, "we should get used to this."
and she's thinking, "you shouldn't have to."
and they're thinking, "we were never friends."
and he's thinking, "we should get used to this."
and she's thinking, "you shouldn't have to."
1.3.10
kiss 'hello' goodbye, Summer. you were good interesting while you lasted.
so, i have this vision of us.
legs crossed, headphones on, sitting in our favourite places listening to our favourite songs.
borrowed time, black and white skies, secondhand books.
we've learnt to let go of the things we can't change, and to grasp the things we'd never dream of changing.
and one day you'll pause in mid-conversation and ask me "why?", but it won't won't won't won't matter AT ALL, because the world has never been enough, but we've learnt to live without it.
hearts will bleed forever, forever will last forever, and I'll finally know the right words.
everybody always knew you were going to make it, anyway; I just wish you could have seen it before they did.
so, i have this vision of us.
legs crossed, headphones on, sitting in our favourite places listening to our favourite songs.
borrowed time, black and white skies, secondhand books.
we've learnt to let go of the things we can't change, and to grasp the things we'd never dream of changing.
and one day you'll pause in mid-conversation and ask me "why?", but it won't won't won't won't matter AT ALL, because the world has never been enough, but we've learnt to live without it.
hearts will bleed forever, forever will last forever, and I'll finally know the right words.
everybody always knew you were going to make it, anyway; I just wish you could have seen it before they did.
so, i have this vision of us.
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