Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Well she's running to the hills again; can you tell me if she'll ever return

Losing My Keys.
Going To Work.
Bandaging Up Open Wounds...
Selling Nothing At Work.
Getting My Head Together To Go Home.
Getting College Handled.
Chilling With Friends.
Figuring Out How To Tell My Brother I Lost Another Set Of Keys...
Wearing Scarfs.
And Watching Desperado.

Oh What A Busy Day In The Mind Of Blake.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Nothings Quite What it Seems, In the City; of Dreams.

Its Been A Strange Few Weeks.
Suposed to Start College In January.
My Consoler Never Emailed Me Back.
Which Probably Means Spring Semester.
Right In Time For Mardi Gras.

Everytime I Read Your Blog,
And Its About Me.
I Reopens My Wounds.

I Love You.
But Its as If You're Playing Games in My Head.
When I Said I Always Will Love You.
I Didn't Lie.
It's Just Not Worth The Pain, Boo.
Not Seeing You.
Not Being The One To Hold You,
In My Arms.
Its Just Not The Same

Until Next Time.
-Lunchbox.