Thursday, May 9, 2013

I think i'd be good at compacting songs together for a CD that's based on sad love songs. Lyrics mean so much more to me rather than the tune, because lyrics speak to me, or for me. It expresses every possible feeling i could have, the feelings that i cant seem to find the words for. Music is my temporary escape. So what do i do if i run out of songs to help me? I dont know where i'm going with life. I force myself to believe my own lies. Sometimes i dont know what is reality and what isnt, it's all blurred. Only thing that i can still see clearly is just you, and your memories. It feels so weird, you and i are strangers that knows every little secret about each other, things that we may not have told others, yet as a stranger, i know more about you than anyone else in this world would. The power of love.

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