balexhowe

Infatuation is fleeting desire–one set of glands calling to another. It is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager but not genuinely happy. There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about the relationship that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream.
Love is a friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time. It is quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It gives you strength and grows beyond you to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by his presence, even when he is away. Miles do not seperate you. But near or far, you know he is yours and you can wait.
Infatuation says, “We must get married right away. I can’t risk losing him.” Love says, “Be patient. Don’t panic. Plan your future with confidence.” Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement. Whenever you are together, you hope it will end in intimacy. Love is not based on sex. It is the maturation of friendship that makes sex so much sweeter. You must be friends before you can be lovers.
Infatuation lacks confidence. When he’s away, you wonder if he’s being unfaithful. Sometimes you check.
Love means trust. You are calm, secure and unthreatened. He feels your trust, and it makes him even more trustworthy.
Infatuaion might lead you to do things you will regret, but love never steers you in the wrong direction.
Love is elevation. It lives you up. It makes you look up. It makes you better than you were before.

I’m only pretty sure that I can’t take anymore
Before you take a swing
I wonder what are we fighting for
When I say out loud
I want to get out of this
I wonder is there anything
I’m going to miss
I wonder how it’s going to be
When you don’t know me
How’s it going to be
When you’re sure I’m not there
How’s it going to be
When there’s no one there to talk to
Between you and me
Cause I don’t care
How’s it going to be, How’s it going to be
Where we used to laugh
There’s a shouting match
Sharp as a thumbnail scratch
A silence I can’t ignore
Like the hammock by the
Doorway we spent time in, swings empty
Don’t see lightning like last fall
When it was always about to hit me
I wonder how’s it going to be
When it goes down
How’s it going to be
When you’re not around
How’s it going to be
When you found out there was nothing
Between you and me
Cause I don’t care
How’s it going to be
And how’s it going to be
When you don’t know me anymore
And how’s it going to be
Want to get myself back in again
The soft dive of oblivion
I want to taste the salt of your skin
The soft dive of oblivion oblivion
How’s it going to be
When you don’t know me anymore
How’s it going to be, How’s it going to be
How’s it going to be

don’t you remember who i used to be
i’m the one you said you’d always need
have you forgotten the love you promised me
don’t you remember who i used to be

there was a time when everything was easy
i didn’t have to try and you gave all your love
but he’s turned you around now and you no longer need me
hard as i try now i just can’t do enough

i’m not the same man i was when you left me
there’s been some changes in my life without you
i’d love to say things are going great now
the truth is i wonder what i’ll ever do.

baby knows it is late
probably should not have call
but its times these
when i miss you most of all

well i have been feeling down
i haven’t slept for days
sitting in my motel
a million miles away

there’s this picture, its painted on my wall
and i know you, i’d like it at all
but tonight it made me think you of so thought i would call
tell you about my picture, it’s painted on my wall

i don’t know the artist
and i don’t really care
but the pretty colors
made me think of your pretty hair
and there a big ol’ sunset
there’s a shadow tree
it’s the perfect place for you to come be with me.

it doesn’t take much
its all i do
if you show me anything, i’ll think of you

You build me up
You knock me down
Provoke a smile
And make me frown
You are the queen of runaround
You know it’s true
You chew me up
And spit me out
Enjoy the taste
I leave in your mouth
You look at me
I look at you
Neither of us know what to do
There may not
Be another way to your heart
So I guess I’d better find a new way in
I shiver when I hear your name
Think about you but it’s not the same
I won’t be satisfied I’m under your skin
Immobilized by the thought of you
Paralyzed by the sight of you
Hypnotized by the words you say
Not true but I believe anyway
So come to bed It’s getting late
There’s no more time for us to waste
Remember how my body tastes
You feel your heart begin to race …

ps. i cant stand it. i just fucking cant stand it anymore. please someone tell me why…

i can’t get to sleep
i think about the implications
of diving in too deep
and possibly the complications
especially at night
i worry over situations
i know will be alright
perhaps it’s just imagination
day after day it reappears
night after night
my heartbeat shows the fear
ghosts appear and fade away
come back another day

Summer time and the wind is blowing,
Outside in lower Chelsea,
And I don’t know
What I’m doing in this city,
The sun is always in my eyes,
It crashes through the windows,
And I’m sleeping on the couch,
When I came to visit you,
That’s when I knew,
I could never have you,
I knew that before you did,
Still I’m feeling stupid,
And there’s this burning,
Like there’s always been,
I’ve never been so alone,
And I’ve never been so alive,
Visions of you on a motorcycle drive by,
Cigarette ash flies in your eyes,
And you don’t mind,
And you smile,
And say the world doesn’t fit with you.
I don’t believe you,
You’re so serene,
Careening through the universe,
Your axis on a tilt,
Guiltless and free,
I hope you take a piece of me with you,
And there’s things I’d like to do that, You don’t believe in,
I would like to build something,
You know it’s never going to happen,
And there’s this burning,
Like there’s always been,
I’ve never been so alone,
And I’ve never been so alive,
And there’s this burning,
There is this burning,
Where’s the soul,
I want to know,
New York City is evil,
The surface is everything,
But I could never do that,
Someone would see through that,
And this will be the last time,
We’ll be friends again,
I’ll get over you and you’ll wonder,
Who I am,
And there’s this burning,
Like there’s always been,
I’ve never been so alone,
And I’ve never been so alive,
I go home to the coast,
It starts to rain,
I paddle out,
On the water,
Alone,
Taste the salt and taste the pain,
I’m not thinking of you again,
Summer dies and swells rise,
The sun goes down in my eyes,
See this rolling wave,
Darkly coming to take me,
Home,
And I never been so alone,
And I’ve never been so alive

ive been watching this sappy movie for sometime,
and i want to see the girl get the guy this time.

for anyone who’s bored/having a bad day/can’t sleep/whatever.. try this:
go to google.
punch in “miserable failure” [without the quotes]
hit the “i’m feeling lucky” button. (it takes you to the first thing google comes up with on its search)

happy birthday to me.