l'imparfait

Secondhand Serenade - Your Call
Waiting for your call, I'm sick, call I'm angry
call I'm desperate for your voice
I'm listening to the song we used to sing
In the car, do you remember
Butterfly, Early Summer
It's playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet

I was born to tell you I love you
and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine
Stay with me tonight

Stripped and pollished, I am new, I am fresh
I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh
Because every breath that you will take
while you are sitting next to me
will bring life into my deepest hopes, What's your fantasy?

I was born to tell you I love you
and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine
Stay with me tonight

And I'm tired of being all alone,
and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
x4
( I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have)

I was born to tell you I love you
and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine
Stay with me tonight

I was born to tell you I love you
and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine
Stay with me tonight
( I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have)

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got the song from tw... but the file i downloaded is corrupted... and tw isn't online now
so gotta listen to the song of his blog for the mo'
(http://upperechelon.diaryland.com/ if any of you are interested...)

mmm... had a chat with ah lian yesterday trying to pass the time before coaching course...
and i think i learnt that little bit more about myself... about how i 'freeze' when it matters most...
which sucks.. especially if there's no going back...

and had a talk with chiam and lian in the library... both of whom have got weird family situations... but to a extent are happy with what has happened... and are on good terms with both their parents... but i don't think i can do something like that... because 'he' represents all that i don't wanna become... and so much more...

it's getting tough.. maybe a little desperate trying to salvage something... but i start thinking about it and maybe it really isn't good to try to salvage anything... i know what happens if it goes the wrong way... it's happened to me before... i nearly screwed up my own life that year... nearly retained in sec2... =\ ... oui c'est vrai...

i keep overwriting myself... and suddenly i think next year isn't gonna be a good year..

waiting for your call
i'm sick.
the songs and pictures of yesterday,
they're playing on repeat.
i'd like to believe i was born to tell you i love you...

k i've got another whole weekend to be busy... why are there only 7 days in a weeek...
why can't there be 5 working days and 3 days for the weekend...

hiding underneath the sheets...