Fast Car. . .

So remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
And I. . . I had the feeling that I belonged.
And I. . . I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone.


How appropriate. =/

Post Breakup: Day ???

I stopped posting because I just couldn't bear to put down the things I'm feeling. The dull pain hasn't left yet, and I suppose it won't for a long while. It's a bitter pill to swallow that the experiences we've had together will only make him a better partner to this girl he's left me for.