even more so.

I think with me, it's worrying that there are NOW expectations. Expectations from me, not of this HIM that i've been constantly speaking about, but another HIM that was until not very long ago, was a rather constant feature in my life - till, yeah well, till i switched allegiances. How warped my world is. Even more warped though is my weaknesses on expectations, expectations based on what perhaps, could simply be mere representations of what MIGHT happen.

"Sudden start
Things are slow
You're watching all these speeding cars
Moving like you wish you could
But oh, it's too bad
Cos they drove away your happiness and good times

But I'm gonna get you into the light
And I'm gonna find a way that is right
And I'm gonna get you into the light
And make it okay

Sad eyes
You are the only one whose blue skies are grey
So don't cry
You'll be the only one to make them go
away"
- Sad eyes, Josh Rouse.