more
I want more than I can possibly get. nothing's on offer, but I want it all. I want more than a note every few weeks. I get a line, I want one every day. I get "yer great", I want you're the only one please come back.
that's what happens when ya always get nothing. it takes physical strength not to send messages every day. I want to be around all the time, I wanna be there. I don't want to appear to be a stalker or some poor psycho running after him. it's hard not to. the homesick feeling is back. just this once I want to be lucky. just this once I want my piece of happy-ending, even though it won't be happy when it all ends.
I want more.
that's what happens when ya always get nothing. it takes physical strength not to send messages every day. I want to be around all the time, I wanna be there. I don't want to appear to be a stalker or some poor psycho running after him. it's hard not to. the homesick feeling is back. just this once I want to be lucky. just this once I want my piece of happy-ending, even though it won't be happy when it all ends.
I want more.
posted by daria l'orange at 6:03 pm
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A song for you: "More" by the Sisters of Mercy
"Some people get by
With a little understanding
Some people get by
With a whole lot more"
the only track I can remember is the "in the temple of love, lovelovelovelovelovelove"
really strange stuff. hehe
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