L.I.F.E.

it gotta starts somewhere;

someone has to do it;

so let’s be me;

i want to treat you right;

from now on;

without complicate things anymore.

i don’t know how you see it;

to me;

it’s like a competition;

a waiting competition;

who’s going to be the one to make the first move;

i’m more curious and braver in that sense;

i’d like to think so;

in another words;

i’ll lose;

and i know it;

i’ll be the one who raises the white flag;

pop the question and eagerly waiting for the answer;

i don’t see any point in waiting;

especially when you can do something about it;

even though;

waiting is an inevitable process;

i don’t want to wake up everyday feeling sorry for myself;

because i didn’t asked the question;

there are already enough of regrets in life;

every single thing reminded me of you;

little little thing;

i can’t helped it;

the truth is;

i just don’t want to give myself to you;

feeling all empty inside the next day;

wondering the reason why we can’t be together;

or even worse;

wondering do you even want me;

i hate myself for that;

am i not good enough;

i hate my gut;

i want you;

i want to be with u;

so;

let’s just end this competition;

if u feel the same;

look for me;

i might not be able to understand what is the reason if you don’t;

but i’ll try my best to pretend that i do anyway.

all this while;

i’ve been lying to myself;

saying that things might get better;

it just might;

this gap and distance now;

doing a favor;

whatever happened cannot be erase;

time will heal;

people will forget;

our path might cross again;

only this time;

i dont want things to get complicated;

so then i dont have to wonder;

am i not good enough for you;

so then i dont have to think;

how am i going to get you to get rid of me.

so then i dont have to;

hate myself that i love you.

i really really miss being around with someone?

is that someone you?

in my dreams;

in my thoughts;

a thousand times;

and more;

you and me;

just;

you and me.

have i been forgotten?

it is so quiet;

nothing has been spoken;

in between;

ever since.

am i not looking hard enough?

or;

perhaps i just dont want to be found?

i dont need to report myself to you, you know?

yes, you do.

who the hell are you to tell me that?

you just do, you need to.

wipe that ridiculous smirk off your damn face.

you need not to be so rude.

i am, so?

im just saying. i care about you.

oh, do you now?

yea, i said it, you just dont know it, thats all.

yea, screw you! whatever!

im starting to think;

maybe you do hate me;

just maybe;

and it’s true.

all im saying is;

another year of wasted pleasure;

just doesn’t sound like a really good idea;

maybe what im trying to say is;

i dont want to go on;

not like this.

i’m sure you’ll be able to get laid anyway.

yes, life’s a bitch;

and;

im no better.

trust me;

i can be awfully nice;

sometimes;

only sometimes.

i want to be with you;

if you feel the same;

look for me when you come back;

otherwise;

i ask you to forget me;

though i might not understand.

looking forward;

to live monotonously;

to grow old;

to die;

with you.

She woke from a dream
Her head was on fire
Why was he so nervous?
He took her to the park
She crossed her arms
And lowered her eyelids

Someday, somebody’s gonna ask you
A question that you should say “yes” to
Once in your life
Baby, tonight I’ve got a question for you

She’d had no idea
And started to cry
She said “in a good way”
He took her by the hand
Walked her back home
And they took the long way

Someday, somebody’s gonna ask you
The question that you should say “yes” to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight I’ve got a question for you

I’ve got a question for you…

~~Question by Old 97’s~~

it’s not a matter of pride;

it’s just a matter of time;

and your willingness;

i know you could’ve done it;

if you wanted to.

my inability of being unemotional with you;

is overpowering me.