you have grown on to me;

and i can't take my eyes off you
i can't take my eyes off you
i can't take my eyes off you
i can't take my eyes off you
i can't take my eyes off you
and i can't take my eyes off you
:the blower's daughter - damien rice



the song has grown on to me as does a creeping plant as have you
i'm trying to shake you off even as you bring me warmth
i am so cold i am so glad for you i am trying to shake you off even as you bring me warmth


my dear friend,
i have no ways no means of helping you. very obviously she is your wonderwall
i can only sit here muted by irony and give you my silent company
i know it is not enough, that is how it always is.. i hope it is enough, i know it is not enough


and suddenly my sweetest taboo, those long gone days of frantic loving
of silent hysteria
senseless crying sudden laughing
sincere, sincere living
the crazy days return again
this comforting confusion of that nostalgia is so pungent
it was the only time i truly breathed


skipping along into puddles of random rainwater i feel
alive
i feel so so alive


"such pretty words, but life's no storybook"
:enhui