Remind Me.

Bold as gold
With the validity of a 'models against mannequins' protest
You're well dressed and yet still so pointless
'Let's obsess! Let's regress!'
'Invest! Invest! Invest!'
'Im not even mad; that's amazing!'
Keep your muscles moving and your mind mincing
You've got your work cut out for you
Oh! How I require so much convincing - Shaant



Well dressed and yet still so pointless.

I almost called him a couple of nights ago. I had the phone, it was in my hand. I had his number on a piece of scrap paper. I was so ready. I had it all in my head, everything I'd say. I pressed the digets. I dialed the number but I didn't wait around to hear the dailing tone. I hung up and put the phone back on the reciever. Pointless.

Why would I want to go and ruin it now? I'm glad my senses kicked in at the right time. I've been doing so well. I've come this far, why turn back? Now of all times, why give up?

Because it's that time of year. It's the summer. The summer's meant for recklessness and making stupid mistakes. Being young. The biggest mistake, the stupidest thing I could do would be to call you up. Maybe that's why I almost did it.

"I could stay with you forever and never realise the time."

This summer is not going to be fun filled, care free, not a break in the slightest. Everyone's going to have to put up with my rambling more often. I'm going to have to deal with my own company for a long time... Not something I look forward to. I'm going to be grouchy, moany, fickle. I'm going to be a pain in absolutely everyones posterior.