...Happiness only real when shared...
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| Sunday, May 20th, 2007 |
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Viss kkā ir atkal baigi greizi. pat ne slikti. vnk greizi. pārdzīvojumu un pārsteigumu pilnas brīvdienas un atkal jāķeras pie mācībām. negribu. atkal nesaprotu priekš kam es to daru. būtu vismaz kko vieglāku izvēlējusies. moš jāmaina tomēr? visādas šizīgas domas galvā. un tu. tu. pateici smagas lietas šodien. bet labi, ka tu to izdarīji. augstu to vērtēju. bet arī bail. par tevi. par mani. attiecības ir uzupurēšanās. katram jādod sava daļa. katram sava daļa jāpieņem kā ir. un tikai tad būs kaut cik saskaņa. attiecības ir kompromiss. un šoreiz es tiešām gribu, lai man izdodas. bet viens jau nav nekas. un vēl man vajag atpakaļ manu brīvības sajūtu un pašpārliecinātību. lai es varētu būt tava labākā. negribu palikt viena. gribētu, lai es spētu pagriezt tavu dzīvi citā virzienā. bet diemžēl tas ir tikai tavos spēkos. es esmu tikai tā, kura ir blakus. un man laikam būs jāpaņem uz sesiju. pat varbūt ātrāk. |
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Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up? Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck? Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost? I'll show you mine if you show me yours first Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words We live on front porches and swing life away, We get by just fine here on minimum wage If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow I've got some friends, some that I hardly know But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go We live on front porches and swing life away, We get by just fine here on minimum wage If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand ---------------------------------------- and I can't tell if you're laughing between each smile there's a tear in your eye there's a train leaving town in an hour it's not waiting for you, and neither am I |
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...Happiness only real when shared...
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