chasings shadows

Maybe i'm tired, maybe i've given up on a future. flashbacks keep haunting and taunting me, and so im searching to rekindle what was there. only seeing the good.

holding me that night, saying that i felt so good back there.

sitting next to me, all snuggled up. sometimes i'd watch him sleep, because it was so peaceful.

the bad hurt so bad it made my body ache it made me shake to the very core of being.

and the good wasnt great, but it was good to me.

the addiction was addicted, maybe some days it wasnt as bad as it seemed, but others it hurt. like it was higher up than me, i'll never be needed or loved as much as that.

tonight i guess i went looking for my past, in the streets of springfield. i drove i looked i hurt i left, i gave up. in the end he may have been just around that corner, maybe in the car across the street. some day maybe i wont care, but as for tonight i do. If your asking did i love him this much? I do..

maybe i've never had good, or good long enough to see it. so maybe thats why things seemed so nice. i guess im just alone and im lonely, real depressed lately i can see and identify that at least. anyway i guess it'd just be nice to have someone here to say that everything is going to be alright. and just to have someone to hold me at night. i guess its silly..