2006, still 3 AM "we should be lovers, and that's a fact"

we should be lovers.. and thats a fact..


i love movies like moulin rouge..

i remember when i was somewhere off doing the marine thing.. sam and karys i think, went to go see it.. and they only gave me half assed reviews on it.. and sam said it was "ok" or something along those fuzzy lines of recollection i share.  i do remember when i saw it though.. with my friend angers.. in our tiny yet home-y room out there.. i loved it.. every part.. i love it to this day.. i listen to the soundtrack and i replay my favorite parts..  i love movies like that.. like great expectations.. you know the whole.. there actually exists something like pure love out there.. and when you find it you gotta hold on to it no matter what.. 

 and the idea that shes a hooker and hes trying to save her.. im all about trying to save damsels in distress.. proverbially speaking of course.. but dammit if i ever find out whats wrong until its too late and i just sit at home thinking about said person, writing songs that theyll never hear.. or writing in my journal that no one sees.. besides alex of course.. 

 and ive thrown much of my life away for those single and far spaced happy days of yore.. where i may have smiled my true smile and you may have held my hand subconsciously.. wanting to be holding me and all my faults instead..those times where we got out of the car randomly to run through the fog that had built up in that old field like so much water behind a weakend dam. running through that fog that represented everything that held us back whether it be miniscule or magnificent. nothing in our way but our own breath, released among the cold night air to dance the dying dance among the only two hearts in the world that night.

i never wanted to be your weekend lover.. i only wanted to be some kind of friend..its such a shame our friendship had to end..