
Lady in Red Everyone always leaves. i would if I could, but I can't. I don't belong anywhere but here. But this girl, the one who's always stayed with me, in the back of my head, she came back. No one comes back, but she did. Of course, she's going to leave again. I first met her one year, one month and eleven days ago. Christmas. I had seen her a few days before, but that was the first time I had the chance to talk to her. We stayed up all night, and I sang her Tongan love songs. She left the next day, so I sang her 'Leaving on a Jetplane,' too. I didn't believe she'd come back. She said she would, and I hoped with all my heart she meant it, but I Lady in Red by ~Bambi-Claire
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Diary of an Unknown XLIIDay 42, May 15th 1994
The Sun is rising on the last day. As I sit here, drinking some fresh and teeth irritating spring water, I feel at peace with the fact that tomorrow I will be back, just like on any Monday, on the road to work, using too many comas. I have just realized that I sent this journal skyrocketing into a comatose situation from which only some wittiness might dislodge it. However, my usual wittiness, probably brought on by the tempo and hustle of urbanism coupled with my attitude towards it, has been dulled in this peaceful and serene environment to which someday I will undoubtedly return. As such, I shall leave the patient pa Diary of an Unknown XLII by ~blackskull18
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