this is the, honest to goodness, PIANO OVERDOSE.
enjoy :)
Poem down below, an original composition, entitled "Tonight".
 pictures having to do with love that i picnik-collaged. gotta love www.picnik.com | Love is so powerful, sometimes it hurts us before our very eyes.
It is seven thirty The minutes tick by And you wonder where I am You sit by your computer Waiting for me to answer It feels like eternity And my picture turns green "Available" It is eight thirty The seconds fly past And you wonder why I don’t speak You sit in an aggravated manner Playing hard to get It feels like a year has past And my picture turns red "Busy" It is nine thirty The nanoseconds feel like hours And you wonder why I don’t make a more You weigh out your options Whether or not to give in It’s like I’m not even there And my picture turns orange "Away" It is now ten thirty The hours have past just like that And you wonder what is taking me so long You fell asleep by your computer Waiting for me to answer It feels like I’m ignoring you But suddenly I turn green "Available" It is now eleven fifteen Forty five minutes have passed And you wonder if you should nudge me You do anyways And you wait for a response Finally I turn transparent "Offline" |
