Wednesday, July 21, 2004
everyone wants to be someone else, or feel like someone else. what happens, though, when you realize the person you thought you were is not really the person you are? then, how do you know who you really want to be?
i think about you a lot. or us - what could have been us. maybe it's too much Sex and the City... maybe it's a lot of things, but i do wonder how the us of you and i would have turned out. i suspect i'll never know, though.
that's fine, actually, because i'm not sure it wouldn't break my heart more to know what could - and what will never be.
If my lips start smiling and my knees start a-knocking I'm a failure
You are, you are
And if I seem half-hearted, it's because I'm broken hearted...