Feeling: neglected
When you came to me with your bad dreams and your fears
It was easy to see that you'd been crying
Seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns
But who really profits from the dying
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you in my arms forever
When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions
It's my worried mind that you quiet
Place your hands on my face
Close my eyes and say
Love is a poor man's food
Don't prophesize
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
And I could hold you in my arms
I could hold you forever
So now we see how it is
This fist begets the spear
Weapons of war
Symptoms of madness
Don't let your eyes refuse to see
Don't let your ears refuse to hear
Or you ain't never going to shake this sense of sadness
I could hold you in my arms
I could hold on forever
And I could hold you in my arms
I could hold forever
-ray lamontagne. the last kiss soundtrack
we should talk. comments can be confusing. i’m in a bad way, honey. i’m not making promises to anyone. in that comment i was answering a comment you left me. you asked me if i was ever coming back. i said i’d give it a shot. -matt
yeah, ya right, it is gettin a bit deserted. but still, I could never abandon my diary. I'll be here no matter what. I use it to write in. All these new features are getting on my nerves... thanks for the commentage anyways. hope u are well. xXx