I can't listen to this song and not think of you. It used to play in your blog and in fact, that was where I first heard it. I got instantly hooked.
People say nobody blogs anymore. The relevance of a blog's existence today is questioned. Time being time, waited for no soul and we dream of yesterday. Wishing time would give it a break for a change; "but that's just absurd," says Time. It's been cold all morning despite the sun being out. As I lay there, wishing so hard that the minutes would stretch, I suddenly thought of the old days - the uncertainties, the excitement, the butterflies. You seem to occupy my thoughts quite a bit these few days. I'm puzzled myself. I sometimes catch my thoughts in the middle of a mental playback and it would stop dead almost as if it was scared. I feel like crying, I have no idea why.
I see you've removed your share of it all. I've only just realised; but that's a good thing I guess. It never was anything more than an infatuation. A boy meets girl thing. Heck, we hardly ever even talked. That's a fact and both you and I know it. I'd be a lying fool to say it didn't bother me that you took it all down. But that's just me. I'm just a girl sometimes. Now I feel like taking it all down too.
All this vague shit. Slow down you crazy child. I really miss yesterdays.