skipping & falling.

ring a round the rosie, pocket full of posies. ashes, ashes, we all fall down.


i don't get annoyed that your here again. i love the little tune you leave behind once you go, and the way we're so casual with everything. i like it when you laugh at me and get me to try new things. i like how it's string-less. im free, and so are you.

i expected a different feeling..something more along the lines of a goodbye. but no matter how far away you are, a piece of me will always be with you. there's never been a linking of chains. no strings, bindings, or crosses of the heart. that doesn't mean thoughts of you don't linger around when im aimlessly thinking, or that certain songs don't make me wish we could have been more.
you should have woken up at eleven. you should have been more eager. you should have had rosy cheeks in the parking lot. i feel like you left it all up to me and that's probably because you did. you'll do it again, im sure.
and so will i.
sometimes i don't know what to think of myself. im running around in circles over nothing, but over everything all at the same time. i can't be someone i'm not. i can try to tell myself that this is all just a waste of time. but my heart knows differently.



you don't feel the same. you don't care. but i'm caught up, once again, in your web. hopefully that 'clean slate' feeling will slowly set in. i doubt it though. after all this time, two things remain the same. you make everything feel right. and somehow everything is still wrong.