'You left your number on my wall
My coffee's boiling, my eggs are boiled
The clock's ticking, it's half past eight
The news is on, it's getting late.

I'm losing my senses to the sound
Of water dripping to the ground
Where are you now, I wonder somehow
Where would you be, if not with me.
The sun's scorching, the flowers are dead
Who'll feed the fish swimming in my plate
Cut myself on broken glass
The blood flowing dries up real fast.

Stayed at home to play our song
Turned it full blast to cover my wrongs
Never gonna admit my mistakes
Or tell you I love you - till it's too late.

Got up really early this morning
Can't bear the sound of babies crying
Went outside to smell the rain
Don't care if you think I am insane

What's the matter with you - swearing at me?
I know myself better - don't you think?
Don't ever tell me what to do
I'm the brains , you are the fool.

Quarreled last night - what a shame
Over stale meat and cold champagne
I'm getting bored with you - it's true
Needed more than cigarettes to see me through.

I guess there's not much use denying
When you left me, I feel like crying
You are made for me, and me for you
Listen hard - I'm saying "I LOVE YOU"..'

as much as i hide my eyes behind my palms and twist my face into a very much pained and contorted expression, feeling oh-so-squeamish re-reading the whole thing again, trying to block off any embarrassing kental (total nerdism. see also: urkel) moments of my boy-crazy teenage yrs, i know in the end, its these lil moments that built me up to who i m today.

ah yes, and so we grow older.
and wiser too, so we hope.
but oh yes, and so we grow...

....ask me to write u a poem now and i'd prob go:'lalalalala..'
ah.. yes, just how much i've grown..
things are really so much simpler, come to think about it..