the grey area;

What Hurts The Most,
by Rascal Flatts

I can take the rain
On the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then
And I just let ‘em out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though goin’ on
With you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again
I pretend I’m okay
But that’s not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And havin’ so much to say
And watchin’ you walk away
And never knowin’
What could’ve been
And not seein’ that lovin’ you
Is what I was tryin’ to do

It’s hard to deal with the pain
Of losin’ you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ it
It’s hard to force that smile
When I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still harder gettin’ up,
Gettin’ dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade, give away
All the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And havin’ so much to say
And watchin’ you walk away
And never knowin’
What could’ve been
And not seein’ that lovin’ you
That’s what I was trying to do

Sunday, October 12, 2008

i passed my basic theory test this morning, but i’m in no mood to be over the moon. in fact, my heart almost skipped a beat when the instructor showed me my designated station number. maybe it’s serendipity at play, because i was reminded why i took up driving in the first place. it’s a promise i made to myself, although some people might find it silly. anyway, the good thing is i’ve cleared it and i’m one step closer to the wheel. :)

yeah i’ll say it, i’m rather bothered. at first it was the fear and uncertainty, followed by a piece of paper i stupidly misplaced and most recent, over a status i was totally clueless about. i don’t wanna play games, but i’m starting to think this game wants to play me. why can’t things be simple? with these thoughts running wild, it’s easy to see why my room can no longer contain me. and so, i went on an aimless night walk with some emo music in my ears.

i miss you, and that’s all i could gather from my long stroll. but you’re too far away and you don’t know how i feel about you all this while.

it's the way she's always smiling,
that makes me think she never cries.

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