mix n' match.

im not sure what brought the tears. it was either reading your old notes, or realizing that you didn't leave them anymore. i guess you can't expect for someone to simply remain the same, but i thought that i might at least find a few stray bits and pieces of something i used to know.

i think i have decided to stay the same. just in case you ever need me, and find yourself digging for those pieces of the person you used to know. those pieces. the ones of you that im still hopelessly searching for.
i'd like for everything to go just right. acknowldegement, happiness, and a small taste of something im not used to. you might even drop by to remind me how wonderful you are.
yes, that'd be perfect.
but im not the perfect type, and it's obvious the life i live isn't either.
a girl can dream though, can't she?



should i be worried that im still completely hung up you, no matter how many times i openly deny it? should i keep pretending that i don't think about you now and then, and wonder what your up to? i usually have a pretty good idea. i know the things you like and the way you are. and strangely enough, your the one person who has been completely reliable. thats what i like. your ability to be so 'down to earth'. the way you make a confusing idea seem so simple. and the way, even after all this time, you make it nearly impossible for me to go a day without thinking about how things used to be. actually, the way i used to be.
im not giving in yet. i've got too much going for me.
perfect isn't all it's cracked up to be, thank god.

cheers to the dream ring, a good weekend, twurtles, and me. that's right, me.