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and randomly i say Getting incomprehensive. Can’t help feeling thankful and lucky to have you around.. asking after things and always ready to give your advice. You. Why does everyone think so? Happy to be around all of you. Even though I haven’t actually said much. Things just aren’t going fantastically now. Can you tell? Although that’s hardly an excuse at all. The look on your face when we met.. settling back into that old familiarity. Somehow the short time is always enough, because communication just seems so easy. Arguing to see who was more screwed up, whilst wishing things weren’t that messed up. Was it resignation? Going back to that familiar place, with all those wonderful familiar faces. The squabbling.. and laughter. The words exchanged; that parting hug. Some things just don’t have to be spoken. Just be there, won’t you? Like how I’ll be.. as long as it takes. The passing glances.. It’s just so hard. What have I done? |
