Tuesday, July 13

"You're a complicated woman, aren't you?"
"Nope, I think I'm a simple woman, actually. I'm just good at complicating things."

-excerpt from The House of Sand and Fog by Andre Dubus II

I get confused about a lot of things.
Life is supposed to be simple, i just have a penchant for making it otherwise.

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To GT:

Thanks for letting me know how you feel.
I was surprised 'coz it turned out you're feeling more serious stuff towards me then I do you
What stands between us now is a huge question mark.

Please don't start because I really don't know what to do.
We're both clueless about what we're feeling. We both know that we can't commit.
I have my reasons and so do you.
What we had before was an 'almost existing' relationship..
But I bailed because I got impatient as well as confused; you on the other hand walked off because you got weirded for my being like that.
How can we be sure that this time will be different?

I just don't see how two confused individuals can thrive.



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WOMAN
-Maroon 5 (Spiderman 2 OST)


If I be so inclined to climb up beside you,
Would you tell me that the time just isnt right.
And if I ever find the key you hide so well,
Will you tell me that I can spend the night?

Leavin your smell on my coat, leavin your taste on my shoulder.
I still fail to understand what it is about this woman.


If I could bottle up the chills that you give me
I would keep them in a jar next to my bed.
And If I should ever draw a picture of a woman
It is you that would come flowing from my pen

Leavin your clothes on the floor, Making me walk out the door
And I still fail to understand what it is about this woman.

Helplessly melting as I stand next to the sun.
As she burns me, I am screaming out for more
Drink every drop of liquid, heap that I've become.
Pop me open spoon me out on to the floor.

leavin your smell on my coat, leavin your taste on my shoulder.
I still fail to understand, fail to understand
leavin your smell on my coat, leavin your taste on my shoulder.
I still fail to understand what it is about this woman...

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