The Girl Who Waits.

Today Was A Brilliant Day.

I Danced To Lady Gaga In Nothing But A Lacy Leotard And A Crazy Headband.

Kept Busy.

Stayed Happy.

I Could Be Doing A List Like Some Of You Are.

The List Of Loved And Lost.

Truth Is.

Names Don't Matter.

Each Scenario Is The Same.

I Loved Too Much.

They Never Noticed.

Nothing Like A Little Drama.

Truth Is.

They Don't Matter.

When You Have Friends Like Mine.

That Void Isn't Left Vulnerable.

Infact You Forget That Void.

So This Is Hypocritical.

But Who Isn't, Right?

My Friends Make Me The Happiest.

And Yet I'll Continue To Complain About Lonelyness.

But That Tiny Flame I Mentioned The Other Day.

Its Burning Brighter.

And I Don't Want It To Stop.

But Then Again It's You Guys Fueling This Fire.

And On A Dreary Day Like Today.

I Didn't Stop Smiling.

Because I Was Going To Spend The Evening With Diamonds.

Standard.

I Wait.

Becuase I Think.

Well No, I Hope It's Going To Happen.

I Play It Cooler Than The Ice Queen.

In Fear Of Screwing Up.

If I Should Be Learning From My Mistakes.

Then Why Do I Repeat Them.

I'll Tell You What Makes My Day.

It's Making Someone Else's Day.

The Best Feeling.

Weather It's A Thoughtful Text.

Bringing Someone Sad Cupcakes At 10:30pm.

Buying People Creme Eggs Because I Can.

Cheering Someone Up.

Try It.

Do One Selfless Thing A Day.

Make A Tiny Difference To Someone.

Go On.

Truth Is.

That List Of Loved And Lost.

All The Names On That List.

Have Something In Common.

You All Missed Out.

You Might Not Know It.

You Might Not Ever Will.

But I Could Of Been So Good For You.

Gutteddd. xXx

For Something So Empty, There's Alot Going On.

Ever Feel Left Behind?

In A World That's Moving Far Too Fast.

You Know What Hurts More Than A Shattered Heart.

Rubbing Salt In The Wound.

The Hope Is False.

The Void Is Still Empty.

I Love My Job.

I Love My Place Of Work.

I Love My Fellow Colleagues.

It's Pretty Hard Not To.

I Can't Help But Just Love It.

Where I Just Have Work To Do.

Tasks To Put My Mind To.

Like Kind Of An Alternative Universe/Bubble.

A Place Where My Mind Is Busy Enough.

Not To Be Thinking Of You.

My 'Self' Busy Enough.

Not To Break Down Over Existance.

People Argue The Reason For Our Existance.

Or So I've Heard.

That Logic Thing Again Maybe?

I Love The Gilmore Girls.

I Also Love One Tree Hill.

Because Again I Can Get Lost.

In Their Drama.

And Hide My Own Deeper.

So Not To Make A Big Deal.

Be An Inconvenience.

Because That's What I Feel.

Like I'm Pestering You.

Because I Could Really Use You.

I Miss Laughing So Hard I Cry.

I Miss Getting Silly, Talking Stupid.

Instead I'm Reduced To Missing You.

Feeling Cut Off.

Listening To Everytime By Britney Spears On Repeat.

Patience Is A Virtue?

I'm In A Crazy Imbalance Between Patience And Numbness.

Patience Is Waiting For The Inspiration To Come Back.

Numbness Is Ignoring The Things That Inspire Me Most.

Forgetting Them.

Looking Too Far Into Reality.

Letting Ridiculous Unnecessary Situations Affect Me.

Then I Remember A Spark.

Tiny Tiny Flame.

A Smile.

The Robin On My Window Ledge.

A Song On Shuffle.

Yeah, It's Totally Britney.

And It's All Come Flooding Back.

And That Sinking Feeling.

The Anchor Around My Neck.

Can Get Lost.

Because It's Not What I Need, More To The Point Want.

'That Soon Your Face Will Fade Away.'

I Help Because I Think It's Hope.

But It's Hurt.

I Make Your Problems Mine Hoping Mine Will Dissolve.

If She's Good Enough To Steal You From Me.

You'd Better Not Let Her Go.

Today I'm Going To Have A Britney Day.

That Bitch Is Crazy.

I Wont Be Shaving My Head.

Or Getting Hitched In Vegas.

But Today.

I Might Just Not Give A Damn.

Smile.

Charlie Smile.

Oh Look, Just In Time For Work.

Love This. xXx