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{June 4, 2007}   The Right Kind of Wrong

Moments are times that change us. Moments are significant specs of times in our lives that add up to make us who we are. So where did all those moments go? I want those moments back. I always wanted those moments back.

 And then I am offered those moments for a second time. I dont know what to do with them. Some of them hurt, some of them make me laugh, and some of them…confuse me. I dont know what to say, what to do, and what to think.

Once before, you made mistakes…and now you want to change it. But it cant be done…but I dont blame you for trying. Im even having a hard time combining words on a page to describe this actual feeling…this actual moment. I waited so long, but you never came…

Life is all about bad timing I guess?

“Should’ve Said No”

It’s strange to think the songs we used to sing
The smiles, the flowers, everything: is gone
Yesterday I found out about you
Even now just looking at you: feels wrong
You say that you’d take it all back, given one chance
It was a moment of weakness and you said yes…

[Chorus:]

You should’ve said no, you should’ve gone home
You should’ve thought twice before you let it all go
You should’ve know that word, bout what you did with her
Would get back to me…
And I should’ve been there, in the back of your mind
I shouldn’t be asking myself why
You shouldn’t be begging for forgiveness at my feet…
You should’ve said no, baby and you might still have me

You can see that I’ve been crying
And baby you know all the right things: to say
But do you honestly expect me to believe
We could ever be the same…
You say that the past is the past, you need one chance
It was a moment of weakness and you said yes…

[Repeat Chorus]

I can’t resist… before you go, tell me this
Was it worth it…
Was she worth this…

No… no no no…

[Repeat Chorus]



I take the pain you cause me, and i attempt to bury it in the backyard, sitting out there alone, hoping for the sun to keep me company. but you keep pushing through. you keep coming up in my head. you keep bothering me without bothering me. you dont call, and you dont come around anymore, but youre still somehow here. and i hate it. those teary eyes look up at the clouds above me, and you are apart of the reason ive now looked down. down to the earth beneath me that has so much to say. i could follow the grass to the other side, somewhere greener. i could follow the road to a destiny, to somewhere where i belong…but something always holds me back. things like you. theyre everywhere. youre everywhere. you continue on like it never happened. you go on with life and smile and laugh. you dont even know what youve done. you dont even know that i believed. that i trusted. why? why am i so naive after all this time? after all the things in life ive overcome…and had to deal with? why do i attempt to find this again…why do i try my hardest to make people work? why do i worry about you…and think about you…and hope you come back into my life and tell me everythings okay? why do i wish you were there at all of my biggest days…and all of my lowest. where were you when i needed you?

you found someone new. you replaced me with you. you are selfish and i cant take it anymore. so this is what i had to say and now its said. so continue acting like i dont exist…continue pretending we never shared a laugh or a good time, but you and i both know how great it was. you and i both know we were the best of friends. or at least we thought we were. now i know who my real friends are. thank you for helping me with that at least, i can give you that. ill keep looking down and hoping for the sun shine brightly and dry my tears. so until we run into each other again and say an awkward hello, i hope youre doing fine…because no matter how drifted we are, for whatever reason you have to stay away…you are still here. you keep coming up in my head. you keep bothering me without bothering me. you dont call, and you dont come around anymore, but youre still somehow here. and i hate it.

—–you always wanted me to write a note about you…and i finally have. you may not understand that the only reason i never wrote one about you before was because i thought we were better than this. i didnt think you needed a boost or a reminder that im here. i thought we were good friends. but heres your note you looked for before…it came at its right time.

you know ill miss the fun we had, and the stupid things weve shared and done. you know ill miss your corky habits and your silly annoying things you always did that i secretly loved. no body is perfect and i am aware of this…you cant love everything about someone. i thought summer was going to be amazing with you.

lurver resigned <3

Copyright Laura-Lyn Burrows 2007.



{May 28, 2007}   Beep beep beep

That my dear, is the sound of your game coming to an end. You are dead. You may no longer pass go, you may not run from the mushrooms, they got you. You are gone, you LOST. I may not have won in this game, but either did you and right now in my heart, that is all that matters. So I say good bye to many things.

Its going to be rough, its going to be difficult, but its going to be okay. And like they always say…if they truly love you, theyll come back. And they will. So we’ll see what the future brings us both, and what decisions are made. But for now, I cannot handle the bullshit…I cannot handle your ridiculous plans, and everything being on your time and schedule like I dont matter…and then the next day Im the love of your life. So its just too much for my heart to handle…with all due respect.

Actually. Respect should not be mentioned. Because I am indeed frustrated and furious. I was confused, but now I see the real things going on. All I know, is that christmas this year is going to be hard, and you know why. And all I know, is that everytime I walk into my basement and see our bed, it makes me shut the door to our room. I hate that you left, but I forgive you for that. But I cant help that I hate you for your games.

Im sorry, but Im fed up. Im tired. Im hungry. Im freaking online at 2:15 in the morning with my final decision. Just remember…we used to be happy.

SO FRACK A DACK BUT DONT LACK THE QUACK! (compliments of the late night show starring laura and lexi.)

Ill still love you, but one day…it wont hurt anymore. ♥

Copyright Laura-Lyn Burrows 2007.



{May 28, 2007}   Beautiful Lies.

Something gross.jpgI wrote once for someone special that didn’t seem to think I was good enough I guess. I tried to show him some things…guess he never saw what I did.

Beautiful Lies.

Cheer me up with your beautiful lies.
Those words I hold close,
While you pretend to compromise.

Light up my eyes with your sweet sweet scorn.
As you whisper solumn promises,
Soon I will be torn.

Squeeze my hand without rejection.
You viciously pound my heart,
So I swallow your neglection.

Caress my face with your dirty hands.
The touch of your unappreciation,
Aches to understand.

Just use your beautiful lies,
For I need the false hope.
As at night I let out cries,
It’s the only way I can cope.

Youd think that this would be an eye opener after he read it…but actually it opened mine.

You cant break me anymore, because youve broke all there was. So its all or nothing buddy…take your pick. Stop playing these games.

Copyright Laura-Lyn Burrows 2007.



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