Every seven years

It is said that

every seven years
our bodies change,
every cell.

every seven years we disappear

seven years from now,
it'll truly be like we've never met
not a touch from you
not a sign of a single kiss

we'll disappear

Would you be my reason?

Everyone's just looking for reasons
to wake up and get out of bed

some do it for nothing but
a kiss
perhaps to hear his voice

others have a harder time
no train to catch
no hand to hold
no reasons
at all.

Skinny love

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in this moment this order's tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind

In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
We suckled on the hope in lite brassieres
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split

And now all your love is wasted
And who the hell was I?
I'm breaking at the bridges
And at the end of all your lines

-

I hope you find your way

They say the reason people find it so hard to be happy is that we always see the past better than it was, the present worse that it is, and the future less resolved than it will be. Maybe it's true, but even so,

I would trade a million tomorrows for a single yesterday.

You treated me kind of shitty, you know. And I would never have done that to you...because I loved you. I guess I just thought you loved me too.

But I'm not going to hope you regret or that you get hurt. I hope you find your way of getting things right again. To start doing things for yourself.

I still want you to be happy.

Chill week

Monday - Parent teacher meet (urgh), choir and dinner w rach and some choir juniors before choir briefing
Tuesday - dental
Wednesday - choir
Thurs - spent the day at spad's
Friday - choir

Next week's gonna be
Monday - choir
Tuesday - choir
Wednesday - choir
Thurs - choir
Friday - choir

Yes you get the picture. Yay rented gossip girls to keep me occupied, happy Cally happy :-)