Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away with me where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you, on a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee kigh
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountain top
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you to come away with me in the night
Come away with me


Norah Jones.

I'm sick of being the runner up. Sick of being the one who's the fall back. Sick of being the last resort. Just sick of it. All of it. For once, just for once, i wanna be someones everything, their no.1, the one they think of immediately when they're happy or sad. I dont wanna hafta tie for fisrt place, or be "one of someones best". Dont wanna be loved "equally" or "just the same as everyone else". I wanna be loved MORE than everyone else, even if its just by one person, i'll be contented. I'm just sick of having to fight to be in first place. Sick of fighting for their affections. Just plain sick and so damn tired.

Guess its time for the barriers to come back up again. Its been down for way too long, and when that happens, all u do is get hurt. Best to not let anyone in, that way you only have yourself to answer to. no one on ur right or left. no chance of getting hurt. i have me and thats all i need. Cuz i dont wanna cry anymore, dont wanna feel sad, I honestly have no more tears to cry, no more energy to feel sad.


but as good as that sounds, i'm lying. Blatantly lying to myself. But maybe if i repeat it to myself over and over, it'll actually start to be true sooner or later.

Just hope its sooner. Oh please.