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| Thursday, September 7th, 2006 | | 5:14 am |
I want to make you come
We get to my house, still loud and roudy from the fun night out. I don't have any real alcohol in my house, but I have enough to make do: some wine, some schnapps, and some wine coolers. Considering the fact were already buzzing from the Jack and Coke, its plenty. We each grab a glass and pour. We all settle in downstairs to watch something great. Maybe I'll finally finish watching firefly, and with someone who really enjoys the show. I'm not afraid to sit next to you, and as the night goes on we wind up sitting very close. I want desperatly to take you, but I try not to seem to eager. explative deleted, but I'm paying more attention to the curve of your profile. I find I am loosing myself in your eyes, watching the light flicker across your pupils. I lean in and kiss the nape of your neck, and you pull back, shocked. I attempt to utter an apology, but find myself unable. I can't feel sorry for something that I wanted to happen. ( Read more... ) | | Monday, September 4th, 2006 | | 7:29 am |
I wish our eyes had met last night
I saw you sitting there by yourself last night and I wanted desperately to ask you why. Is it because your shy? I know thats why I couldn't bring myself to go talk to you. I kept looking at you from a distance, admiring the curve of your body, the cuteness of your face. Each time I felt that our eyes were about to meet I quickly turned away, not wanting to give myself away. As I drove home, away from the music and laughter of friends, I fantasized about how the night could have been. You walked up to me and sat down, offering your hand and name. I respond back in kind, and order you a drink. Not a screwdriver, as my intent is to get you something you enjoy drinking, not something to block out the pain of the real world. Instead of pretending to know what you like I do the smart thing and ask you what you'd like. I am sticking with drinking the pepsi, even though I'd much rather have a coke. We sit at a table in the middle of the club, grooving to the music and watching the people as they hustle to find companionship. There's the group of guys, overdressed and underpaid, trying to impress the ladies with how cool they are. Over by the pool table is a group of friends chatting it up. ( Read more... ) | | Thursday, August 3rd, 2006 | | 12:03 am |
Wallflower I could have died, maybe i should have died, when i saw you walk inside. As you shut the door i put my eye back on the floor, when all i really wanted to do was look some more.
Does a wallflower play, or does a wallflower stay on his wall?
You see i live alone, but i've made my happy home. With all my furniture is centered around my phone. I'm waiting for a call, my imaginary friends and all. Those who would never let me be taken by the fall.
Does a wallflower when its about time he outgrow his wall? Tell me, does a wallflower when its about time he outgrow his wall?
Time and time and only time has feeling for me. Maybe, maybe... father time feels sorry for me. I knew there was a time when I knew it all. Why don't I ever leave my wall (why don't I ever leave this wall!?!)
Please. I don't ever leave my wall. I don't ever leave it, see?
You know that siren's getting louder, and these people are starting to crowd in on me. All I smell and taste is garlic and gun powder. You see, I shot the bad guy dead, but he got me in the head. Oh, with the girl of my dreams mentioning to me how much I've bled. Where does a wallflower go, once he's been pulled from this wall?
And though she says I'm brave and bold, shen knows a flower cannot hold up a wall. I can't hold up this wall any longer. Well I said any longer... All I have is time and time... my only friend, time and time
Please, I said please, some more time, because I think its over. I think its over. I think I'm finally over. Over... yes. Current Music: Caroline's Spine | | Sunday, June 11th, 2006 | | 1:28 am |
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