Goodnight trouble, goodnight

"But don't you dare profess to love me
when you're lying with another,
that's not love, that's just wishing.
Wish, and Love, are not the same things."

There once was a girl,

a little silly girl,

there once was a girl.

She wanted to run,

wanted so to run away,

she wanted to run.

She sang songs of freedom,

sang mad, large songs of freedom,

she sang songs of freedom

Trapped inside his fist,

so inclosed and trapped in his fist,

she was trapped inside his fist.

Life without love,

love or romance,

life without love.

No one's died from lack of love

lack of water, not lack of love.
No one's died from lack of love.

Love was the prayers she made,

romance and love, her water and her prayers,

Love was the praryers she made.

Oscars? Not fun. I'm not even sure why I watched it.

I'm pleased with the best male actor in a leading role pick; Sean Penn.
End of story.

Every night lately, I feel just so restless.
But, I've had only one nightmare in the past week.
I wondered allowed to a friend what had changed.
I didn't like the responce very much.

Listening to music

to drive away the demons,

late at night,

I thought of you.
Twirling the image of you

around my little finger,

like a curl of hair,
I wondered what to do.
Looking around from my trance,
I see a picture on my phone,

that wasn't there before.
You calling me at this late hour,

because you thought of me too.
What to do,

but stare at the phone stupidly,

til you give up?
What to do?
But call you back and whisper hello.
What else to do,

but listen to eachothers breathing

and occasional sobs,

til sleep comes,

or the sun rises,

and the demons are gone