are we ever gonna learn to fly?

i just stopped staring at my keyboard protector, finally understanding how dirty it is.

things havent stop rolling since the day i got back and its only been a week… why does it feels like forever. too many things are happening at the same time and how i wish i could split myself so that i can give parts of me away because i really wanna be there, for you, you, you, you and especially you.

amidst it all, i still play the same old song…

what about now?

if i could, i’d bring out the sun and shine it upon you. i’d chase away the clouds and make it all disappear because the days have been cold enough and we both know that the rain needs to stop, let the skies clear so that we can breathe again.

somewhere only i know

i open the door and i see familiar faces in familiar places. i roam around trying to get my bearings straight and familiarize with the spaces. i touch the walls that used to separate me from them, here from there. i become visually handicapped, a person trying hard to gain balance. what i thought would be easy, was in fact very different. you wish things were that simple, that you could just slip right back in, and keep playing that same old tune, as though you never missed a beat. but you thought wrong.. cos from the moment you left, nothing, no man stops and waits for you. everything changes and the wheel turns faster than you think it does… and once again im trying hard to not to fall…