this feeling
2005-02-26 11:20 p.m.

i still have some life in me

that aching feeling oh that familiar aching feeling

it used to make me wander the streets at night that feeling

and let the sprinkles wet my whole body that feeling

and bite my arm
that feeling

made me start this diary back then

made me cry not once and not twice

and made me crave for some imaginary or maybe not imaginary boy

and now it slips through me again, never like a thief in the night, but standing tall and proud, trampling my rational.

i never could decide whether i like this feeling or not.