i hate how coffee turns into an addiction and how it keeps you up all night. how it burns and makes your heart beat fast. especially how it makes you crave for its rich and sweet promises of grains, milk and sugar. moments later, it puts you into a melancholic mood of coldness before you realize, it has consumed you before you should have consumed it. empty. hollow. bitter. then again... you crave for another cup. just like love.

Friday, November 18, 2005

LAST KISS

Where, oh where, can my baby be?
the lord took him away fromMe.
he’s gone to heaven, so I’ve got to be good.
so I can see my baby when i
Leave this world.

We were out on a date in my daddy’s car.
we hadn’t driven very far. there in
The road, straight ahead.
a car was stalled, the engine was dead.

I couldn’t stop, so I swerved to the right.
I’ll never forget the sound thatNight.
the screamin tires, the bustin glass.
the painful scream that I heardLast.

When I woke up the rain was pourin down.
there were people standin all around.
Something warm flowing through my eyes.
but somehow I found my baby that night.

I lifted his head, he looked at me and said.
hold me darling, just a littleWhile.
I held him close, I kissed him our last kiss.
I found the love that iKnew I had missed.
Well now he’s gone. even though I hold him tight.
I lost my love, my life,That night.

Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
the lord took him away from me.
he’s goneTo heaven, so I’ve got to be good.
so I can see my baby when I leave thisWorld.

LOL.

Pearl Jam