The night death got drunk

So yeah,big shit that i got drunk.I read a very old email from an old time friend,and got very nostalgic and texted another friend of mine,good that i didn't call her up,which i was about to.I mean people these days.She just brushed me off saying Good to hear that,that i got drunk.What the fuck?Talk about bloody sarcasm.

I just wanted to call up someone and share how miserable i was feeling.I just wanted someone to cheer me up.I guess,i just chose the wrong person.Aaah well.Next time i'll know better.

...people show their love in so many ways...some call every day to share their daily news, others only once in a while to share their moments of downtime,which i was going to today...still some will offer their patience and advice while others are looking for a shoulder to cry on...and while everyday is not about fireworks and ardent declarations...its these moments that make you realize that you are truly blessed...or maybe not.

count me out.

before i ever get a chance,

before you see my heart,

before you let me get too close,

before my heart is in the picure...

too late...

count me out.

when im no longer of use,

when you dont need me to help hold you up,

when you find something else with a grander design,

when I've poured out all I have to offer,

when I have nothing left to count,

count me out...