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Oh no, not not.
Please, not now.
I just settled into the glass half-empty,
made myself at home.
And so, why now?
Please not now.
I just stopped believing in happy endings,
harbors of my own.

But you had to come along, didn't you?
Tear down the doors, throw open windows.
Oh, if you knew just what a fool you have made me.
So what do I do with this?
These inconvenient fireworks?
God, I just want to lay down,
these colors make my eyes hurt.
This feeling calls for everything that I am not.

I'm not that kind--
I'm so good at shooting down any notion
this tired world could change.
It's all been bought--
Well, at least that was my line.
No use in spending all that emotion
when there's someone else to blame.

But you had to come along, didn't you?
Rev up the crown, rewrite the rule book.
Where do I go when every no turns into maybe?
So what do I do with this?
This sudden burst of sunlight,
and me, with my umbrella,
cross-indexing every weatherman's report.
I was ready for the downslide, but not for spring to well up,
this feeling calls for everything
I can't afford to know is possible now.

What do I do with a love that won't sit still,
won't do what it's told?