done by mippy

Friday, March 18, 2005

``why do friends so often drift..
are the bonds that bind friends so weak...
why does the inevitable drift never stop..
like the ever pulling current..
you stop for a moment..
and the tide carries you away..
i guess that's why friends who last with you are so precious..
cos those untrue just fall away thru time..
in the end you look around,
and you dont see many frens who started out with you.``
-taken from Adriel's blog.
it really hit me hard.
got me thinking.

actually, what are friends for
when they dont really care?
they arent called friends
if they havent brought you any sense of happiness
or rather. were they there, to catch you when you fall?
were they there, when all your hopes fell?
could they see the pain in you,
even when you were fooling everyone else?
would they still stick to you,
even when you're sick and ill?
till you grow old and weary.
would they still be there for you?

what would you do,
if i told you
i'd be gone. forever?

i give up`
Everytime I try to take a stand at all
I see your face again and I fall

Time, sometimes the time just slips away

And you're left with yesterday
Left with the memories
I, I'll always think of you and smile
And be happy for the time I had you with me
Though we go our separate ways
I won't forget so don't forget
The memories we made
Please remember, please remember
I was there for you and you were there for me
Please remember our time together
When time was yours and mine
And we were wild and free
Please remember, please remember me
Goodbye, there's just no sadder word to say
And it's sad to walk away
With just the memories
Who's to know what might have been
We leave behind a life and time we'll never know again
And how we laughed and how we smiled
And how this world was yours and mine
And how no dream was out of reach
I stood by you, you stood by me
We took each day and made it shine
We wrote our names across the sky
We ran so fast, we ran so free
I had you and you had me
Please remember, please remember

gosh. i feel sick.
physically.
argh.
the feeling sucks.
havent touched the damn bloody holiday homework.


and that's the story of the heart; at 2:42 AM





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