Wednesday, 10 November 2004

drift


I've got it all but I feel so deprived
I go up, I come down and I'm emptier inside
Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm missing
And why can't I let it go?
I go up, I come down and I'm emptier inside
Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm missing
And why can't I let it go?


:: Stacie Orrico - (There's Gotta Be) More To Life

                                  ~*~ 


This is about as honest as I could be with myself.
How often do you find yourself reaching for thin air?

I want someone to talk to during my drives, anywhere. Mostly though, from 5:30 pm to 11:59 pm on weeknights. Someone who has nothing better to do but email me when I'm at work or text me for no reason, just to say nothing. Just so I know, someone out there wants to be informed about the events in my life. Just so I can have that last phone call of the day. There are days when I just miss hearing, "Goodnight, baby." But there is not a single day when I don't wonder, what if... Although the thought only lasts a nanosecond, it still crosses my mind, nonetheless. One day I'll forget to wonder... That will be the day I clear my mind of any lingering thoughts.