Nebula

Tonight
Under lights we stroll
And we're never coming back
And I swear
I'll never let you go
If you come away
With me
I'm never gonna know,
Never gonna know,
Lets go
Out of this place,
Make it happen,
Someday
Find the time
No matter where you are
When your day it comes again
Make it last
No matter how so far
Another day will come again
I swear I'll never let you go
If you come away with me
Alone all night
Alone we'll be singing
Never gonna know
Never gonna know
Lets go
Out of this place
Make it happen
Someday,
Make it last,
It'll be so hard,
You don't know how much this is
We'll go so far
You'll see its not far
We'll go so far,
You'll see its not so
Never gonna know
Never gonna know
Lets go
Out of this place
Make it happen
Someday

--The Early November, "Make It Happen"

On our acoustic playlist.

THERMO SUCKS *angry face*

well I do think you're beautiful.

You lied in your survey, I've called you beautiful.

There's a whole lot more to me than my past, Josh. And you know you have pretty much complete control over my present/future, which is a pretty huge part of me. And you're wrong, it does bother me, I just don't regret it. 'Cause think about if it didn't happen...who knows who I'd be now? It could have stopped some arbitrary chain of events from happening, preventing something that shaped who I am. You may hate what has happened, but if it didn't I may be just someone else, as insignificant as they come.

It's a different kind of love with you. It's the difference between loving someone and being in love with them, I guess... that's kind of a wishy-washy way of defining it, but I'm an engineer, I'm not good with words. I know I said I love Erik, and that I love my suitemates, and that I love you, and in a way I guess it's all true. My love for Erik has turned itself into a big apology by now, because if it had been anyone else, they would have left me long ago, and he didn't. And I was still horrible to him. I put him through a lot, like what the girls are doing to me now, and knowing how it feels I really wish I was more sympathetic to his love for Mary, and not just a bitch about not being his best friend anymore.

With my suitemates, it's thanking them for their patience. I know I choose you in the sceme of things, but it still makes me feel good that they miss me. And I know that's horribly narcissistic 'cause it isn't returned, but it's true.

With you.... it's everything. You're the one I'd do anything for. You're the one who makes me happy just by seeing you smile. You're the one where I'd take every experience I'll go through and wish you were there to go through it with me, to hold my hand and keep me company. To always be there. So neither of us are alone.

I don't know where I'm going with this anymore, so I'm gonna stop.... goodnight, Josh, I'll see you in the morning.

did you mean it when you said you love me?

My suckiness feeds your ego, that's why you love me. I know your game.

I wanted to make this for you because I love you, and this will stay around much longer than any IM box or chain of e-mails. I just don't want to lose everything, and you know that.