Waiting for your call
I'm sick, call I'm angry
Call I'm desperate for your voice,
Listening To The Song We Used To Sing
In the car do you remember
Butterfly early summer it's playing on repeat
Just like when we would meet,
Like when We would meet.
I'm certain the few of us at times opt to turn to the track for neither the upkeep of our physical fitness nor as a precondition of a strict exercise regime. Be it the numerous, aimless rounds, or the continuous sprints after sprints to the point where our lungs are thrown onto the verge of bursting and legs just one step from giving way, the intent to exhaust ourselves in hopes of supressing any surge of emotions, or expelling whatever's devouring us up inside, is unsubtle yet temporary. In the midst of all that's taking place right now, it feels like I'm teetering on a tightrope and I'v been very tempted to jump.
I clocked 2.4 within an unsatisfactory timing, despite being first. Keeping pace with Stef didn't require too much effort, but when I couldn't find myself anything to run for, to run towards, she caught up. Best's cheers plus a slap on my hand with every dash past her from each round I completed offered boosts though, and I'm extremely thankful for her presence :) Well, I sprinted to the finishing mark eventually and perspired enough to leave an ant struggling to walk out of a drop of sweat that dripped off my chin.
Sentiments can compel one into accomplishing many things that were once thought impossible, but can, at the same time also result in the erosion of strength and faith within. Should rejoicing over new formed friendships and blossoming romances Or wallowing in misery due to a series of U grades and perhaps a certain loss over something important, someone dear, become our heart's prerogative, we can decide whether to take advantage of either emotion by allowing it to build us up, or to have it sink in and permit ourselves to fall behind.
But at the end of the day, we are all just looking for an escape.
Supposed to be me as well :/
A tit for a tat, an eye for an eye! THIS IS YOU! whahaha!
That was a lengthy entry, but I appreciate all those who didn't merely skim through but shared my thoughts with me. Goodnight.
Stay with me tonight.
I'm sick, call I'm angry
Call I'm desperate for your voice,
Listening To The Song We Used To Sing
In the car do you remember
Butterfly early summer it's playing on repeat
Just like when we would meet,
Like when We would meet.
I'm certain the few of us at times opt to turn to the track for neither the upkeep of our physical fitness nor as a precondition of a strict exercise regime. Be it the numerous, aimless rounds, or the continuous sprints after sprints to the point where our lungs are thrown onto the verge of bursting and legs just one step from giving way, the intent to exhaust ourselves in hopes of supressing any surge of emotions, or expelling whatever's devouring us up inside, is unsubtle yet temporary. In the midst of all that's taking place right now, it feels like I'm teetering on a tightrope and I'v been very tempted to jump.
I clocked 2.4 within an unsatisfactory timing, despite being first. Keeping pace with Stef didn't require too much effort, but when I couldn't find myself anything to run for, to run towards, she caught up. Best's cheers plus a slap on my hand with every dash past her from each round I completed offered boosts though, and I'm extremely thankful for her presence :) Well, I sprinted to the finishing mark eventually and perspired enough to leave an ant struggling to walk out of a drop of sweat that dripped off my chin.
Sentiments can compel one into accomplishing many things that were once thought impossible, but can, at the same time also result in the erosion of strength and faith within. Should rejoicing over new formed friendships and blossoming romances Or wallowing in misery due to a series of U grades and perhaps a certain loss over something important, someone dear, become our heart's prerogative, we can decide whether to take advantage of either emotion by allowing it to build us up, or to have it sink in and permit ourselves to fall behind.
But at the end of the day, we are all just looking for an escape.
Supposed to be me as well :/
A tit for a tat, an eye for an eye! THIS IS YOU! whahaha!
That was a lengthy entry, but I appreciate all those who didn't merely skim through but shared my thoughts with me. Goodnight.
Stay with me tonight.
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