"moon is up..."
"...The sun is down. You can't have it both ways 'round. Won't you listen to me? We are worlds apart, you see..."
my idea was to post a message during each of the final 10 days of internship. so much for that! this week has moved along at quite a slow pace then suddenly, i've the rug pulled from under me. it's been a very quick 24 hours. everything was fine, especially last night. i was with friends, on a very relaxed night out. and for a time, everything was perfect. sure, the alcohol helped a bit, hehe, but more than that, it was the comfortable company that made things click. our laughter punctuated the air, which was more inebriating than any liquor and infinitely better. it seemed we would never run out nor tire of stories we've heard over and over again. our bliss almost tangible. but, like all good things... :(
anyway... shit. i did something very selfish and irresponsible and something which may turn out to be hurtful. and maybe i'm thinking about it too much and over-analyzing it, but just the same, i'm hating myself for it. and it's only now that it's biting me in the ass. while it may be a bit too late and fall on deaf ears, i'm sorry, M.
as for you, dear lone reader, we are going to have to talk...
"(The) moon is up. The sky is black. I'll sail away and won't come back. The sun goes down, the stars will rise and dance across the darkened skies...
my idea was to post a message during each of the final 10 days of internship. so much for that! this week has moved along at quite a slow pace then suddenly, i've the rug pulled from under me. it's been a very quick 24 hours. everything was fine, especially last night. i was with friends, on a very relaxed night out. and for a time, everything was perfect. sure, the alcohol helped a bit, hehe, but more than that, it was the comfortable company that made things click. our laughter punctuated the air, which was more inebriating than any liquor and infinitely better. it seemed we would never run out nor tire of stories we've heard over and over again. our bliss almost tangible. but, like all good things... :(
anyway... shit. i did something very selfish and irresponsible and something which may turn out to be hurtful. and maybe i'm thinking about it too much and over-analyzing it, but just the same, i'm hating myself for it. and it's only now that it's biting me in the ass. while it may be a bit too late and fall on deaf ears, i'm sorry, M.
as for you, dear lone reader, we are going to have to talk...
"(The) moon is up. The sky is black. I'll sail away and won't come back. The sun goes down, the stars will rise and dance across the darkened skies...
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