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I'm here and I'm fine..Im here, Im fine
Youre not on my mind,
I still talk the same, and wear my hair the same
Ive simply changed back my maiden name
Im heart, all gold, Im everything you saw
Im up, now Im down like Im living Newtons Law,
I gave you peace, Im sorry, I then gave you war
But now Im quiet and listening to Dido on my living room floor,
When I grow up, I want to be a perfectionist
Well now Im old and a missed opportunist,
Im the antonym of optimism, my eyes now sunken deep
Im tired of being tired, and exhausted with wanting sleep.
I dont answer the door and Im always alone
And if the phone rings, chances are youll get the busy tone,
My beds now unmade, and my room is a mess
I still wear your scarf over my dinner dress.
Its the road I see, but the beaten path I take
And my mind which blames me for, my mistake,
Who knew, you knew, I didnt as I sat on cloud nine
One door..everything changed.Hello toilet door, I seem to know everything about you. I know that you met Chelsea, she woz here in 1999 and that Becky hearts Greg, you must have been thrilled to hear that Miles is gay but concerned about Shorty who didnt have time to finish his sentence. That dent half way down you mustve hurt and those scratches havent seemed to heal. You are such a slate grey, your lock is even darker.
Straighten my posture and look up, that light must test your patience; its bright and unforgiving. I keep my posture straight and pull the toilet cover down, and sit on the cover, I intend to be here for a while. I look down to the floor and look back from the floor and remember why I didnt look at the floor and think of you, the door again.
I hear footsteps and see shadows, I hear planes and passers by but I have no intention of opening you, door.
The doors I walked past, so quickly to get here, the doors I opened only wanting to shut. The private hospital
When Did You Tell Me?Did you tell me when I was on the phone?
Did you tell me when I was running late for work that time, and in such a rush I forgot to bring my jacket?
Did you tell me when I spilt my nail varnish over our oak table, and spent the next twenty minutes Google-ing how to get rid of nail varnish stains?
Was it when I came home from work and told you all about Gary and the little things that infuriate me about him?
Or was it when my mother was about to come for dinner, and she came for 6.00, though I'm sure I told her 7.00?
Did you tell me when I turned up the volume? I always turned it up after each ad break.
Did you tell me when the microwave started, and the humming arose the noise level in the kitchen?
Did you tell me when the phone started ringing and I hastily left the room?
Or when I just came in the door still with iPod in my ears?
Did you tell me when I sneezed, tell me, did I miss it in that second?
Did I not make eye contact when you wanted to tell me?
Did I interrupt you before you
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