the imperfect perfectionist

*me *
Yanee
05/01
On my stereo: Justin Timberlake's Summer Love
Mood: Erratic

"Aye"
indie rock, alternative, pop rock: smiles: hugs and kisses: soccer: chocolates: Nike: teddy bears: touch rugby: babies: rock-climbing and bouldering: soft and pantene-smelling hair: my well-worn Levi's: Adidas: white, blue: short nice hair: Elmo, Oscar the Grouch and Cookie Monster:

"Nay"
veggies: swallowing pills: high heels: skirts: not knowing what to do: mess:

*wishlist *

a bit more freedom
PSP
new laptop
more clothes, for goodness sake!
new phone
an orange scrambler
makeover my room

Monday, March 27, 2006

I want...

I want so much to spill everything that's inside of me now.

I want to tell you how much you hurt me.

I want to tell you my secrets and my regrets.

I want to close my eyes and wish this wouldn't have happen.

I want to scream at the top of my lungs on the rooftop.

I want to stop shouting and grow up.

I want to cut open myself and sew myself shut.

I want to open the scars again and feel.

I want to think that all this is a dream.

I want to meet and kiss the pain away.

I want to hold your hand and swing it softly as we walk on the path.

I want to carry you on my shoulders and show you the world in a different perspective.

I want to brush off your worries even for a day.

I want to keep my promise in making everything better.

I want to show you just how much i love you.

I want to be the way we were.

I want you to see what you made me become.

I want you to open up your heart and tell me what's real.

I want you to stop running and saying, " I don't know."

I want you to say, "Yes. I still do." instead of, "No."

I want you to look me in the eyes and say, "You're sorry."

I want you to slow down your steps and help me catch up.

I want you to wait while i stutter out my words.

I want you to listen to my feelings when i confess them to you.

I want you to know that "Whatever." does not serve as a way to cut me off.

I want you to know that I'll wait, because...

I want you to know that good things come to those who wait.

I want you to make this ^ true.

I want you to feel the pain and loneliness i'm feeling.

I want you to stop whatever you're doing and think just what i might be thinking.

I want you to grasp the simplicity of how we can solve this.

I want you to know that three little words can suffice me the entire week.

I want you to notice the hope i have in you coming back to me.

I want you to just call and say everything gonna be alright.

I want you to let me in your life.

I want you to give us a chance.

I want you to see that i won't take that somebody away from you.

I want you...

Yes.

I just want you.

But

Wanting something is one thing.
Getting it is another.

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<~ perfected ~>
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