If you think that I could be forgiven - I wish you would

The smell of hospitals in winter,
and the feeling that its all a lot of oysters, but no pearls.
All at once you look across a crowded room
to see the way that light attaches to a girl.


Will you ever trust me again?
will you ever get over the past, will you ever see me for who I am today?
Instead of who I was two years ago?
I have changed, have I showed you that?
will you be able to see that?
Do I want you to see that?

How many times does a situation throw you back to years before, when it was okay, But its not okay anymore, it shouldnt be... she told me I should take you home... I never would... secretly I wanted to leave two hours before.... alone... why didnt I?

Have I really changed that much? I like to think I have, because who I was, was so devistatingly distructive, I dont want to be that person anymore, now I have goals, now I have plans, now I need to ignore the text messages... the scorn... the places we run into each other...

thats it! thats the key! no... not avoidence, practical life applications! it will work, man, that sucks, but i guess that will give me more time to focus on my music! But i would still like to know you forgive me, that you will move on, and be okay, and mearly call it a mistake.

I was your mistake, she was mine





I broke a finger nail