alexandra.

tonight, i thought about someone i had managed to avoid thinking of for quite some time.
all bars will find a way to your weakness. i didn't expect the jukebox to find mine..

if i thought for long enough, i'd remember every detail.
i'd remember the first time i saw you - how i met you.
i'd remember how nervous you made me.
i'd remember how scared i was of everything you did.
i'd remember your notes.
i'd remember the friendship.
i'd remember the innocence.
i'd remember your secrets.
i'd remember the fun.
i'd remember your drawings.
i'd remember the way we told each other.
i'd remember our first embrace.
i'd remember our dance.
i'd remember our first kiss.
i'd remember opening up.
i'd remember our guards falling down.
i'd remember falling for you.
i'd remember feeling.
i'd remember you crying.
i'd remember holding you.
i'd remember forgetting everyone else.
i'd remember letting you go.
i'd remember you coming back into my life.
i'd remember you leaving.
i'd remember you coming back, again.
i'd remember the craziness.
i'd remember town.
i'd remember being lost.
i'd remember writing.
i'd remember leaving.
i'd remember hoping for 'third time lucky'.
i'd remember the hurt.
i'd remember you finding another.
i'd remember an old note;

"i love the way you smile.
i love the way you laugh.
i love the way you feel.
i love the way you sleep.
i love the way you hold.
i love the way you dream.
i love the way you smell.
i love the way you speak.
i love the way you believe.
i love the way you are.
i love the way you think.
i love the way you shine".

i hate what you do to me.
i hate the way you have me.

tried to paint a picture, of love
didn't think i'd miss her, that much
i want to fill this new frame
but it's empty.
i tried to write a letter, in ink
it's been getting better, i think
i've got a piece of paper
but it's empty.
maybe we're trying, trying too hard
maybe we're torn apart
maybe the timing is beating our hearts
we're empty.

here's to the genuine hope that you're happy!