Elizabeth Scripturient (the delinquent, ecumenical (hermionesviolin) wrote,
Elizabeth Scripturient (the delinquent, ecumenical
hermionesviolin

(rocks fall. everyone dies.)

On my way to my Conversation over drinks tonight, I found myself singing
don't tell me it's gonna be alright
you can't sell me on your optimism tonight
don't tell me it's gonna be alright
you can't sell me on your optimism tonight
It's a bit ironic that the tempo is so upbeat that singing it feels cheerful.

I couldn't remember which ani song this was from, though I did manage to remember slightly more of the song as I was walking:
do you ever have that dream
where you open your mouth
and you try to scream
but you can't make a sound
that's every day starting now
that's every day starting now
Googled it when I got home, and it's "wish i may."

... And now I feel all drained from Conversation. We appreciate each other being in our lives, and we remain at an impasse re: the very different ways in which we do relationships.

(Part of me still wants to Demand Things, but mostly I am stuck with having to do lots of hard work my own self.

And we really and truly aren't where/who we were 3 years ago. Which is a good thing, but also hard.)
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