whe-eee-eee-eee-eeere...

is love?

another question that simone often asks herself.

well, can anyone tell me?

...
no?

no one
ever
can.

and that's a fact i guess i'll have to get used too, right?
that's another sad truth, right?
that is the truth... right?
feck it.
you said no to forever,
but i would gladly spend eternity by your side.
i would.
i really would.

i hate my brain.
it keeps these little bubbles of hope.
and i'll be getting on with life,
and then a bubble will pop.
and i'll think of you.

"hope: the general feeling that some desire will be fulfilled"

yeah, i've got hope.
i don't want it.
but i've got hope.
i know that i should have no hope.
but for some strange reason,
i have hope.

hope, hope, go away,
come again another day...
or in another situation or something.
anything.

song of my moment:
one last kiss - madina lake
"shivering as the truth is settling, her tomorrow has nothing to do with me..."

♥