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| Can someone please teach me on how to be insensitive?!?! I just need a HUG!!! ;( |
How I wish my heart had an on-off switch. That I could be so strong to walk away from you so I could turn my heart off from the pain. One of the most hardest things in life when we are forced to make decisions with our head not our heart. I even dreamt of you last night and how happy we were. Words can’t express the joy and happiness I felt in my dream. Your gentle touch and the warmth I feel at your side just felt so real. But when I woke up I felt the sadness, realizing that it was just a dream. And it makes me even more sad knowing it will all just be memories.
I have not been lucky in love but I've been blessed with some amazing moments with you. How could I walk away just like that and forget you when all I can think of is how great we did and all the amazing memories we shared. And now, how I wish I just don't care too much about people in my life. And Yes, I'm just so broken right now. I'm turning to music, as I always do...
"Insensitive"
How do you cool your lips, after a summer's kiss?
How do you rid the sweat, after the body bliss?
How do you turn your eyes, from the romantic glare?
How do you block the sound of a voice
You'd know anywhere?
Oh, I really should've known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual goodbyes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face that told me
Maybe you might have some advice to give
On how to be insensitive
Insensitive
Insensitive
How do you numb your skin, after the warmest touch?
How do you slow your blood, after the body rush?
How do you free your soul, after you've found a friend?
How do you teach your heart it's a crime to fall in love again?
Oh, you probably won't remember me
It's probably ancient history
I'm one of the chosen few
Who went ahead and fell for you
I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch
I fell too fast, I feel too much
I thought that you might have some advice to give
On how to be insensitive
Oh, I really should've known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual goodbyes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face that told me
Maybe you might have some advice to give
On how to be insensitive
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