This is my 705th entry. I haven't made an entry in weeks i think. I am still lonely

Last night my good friend tried to sing me to sleep, I was delightfulyl drunk, it was nice and sweet.

"and I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned"

I dont think he realized it was a romantic thing to do, particularly with his song choice, but I knew better than to take it that way from him. Now, I cannot help but think about how great it would be to have someone sing that to me an mean it.

"And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay"

My new friend talks to her boyfriend on speaker hpone alot. His voice sounds like that of someone who I once was head over heels for. Hearing that voice say "I love you" and make similar jokes from a time that was good and all too short before It went sour. It hurts.

"True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death"

I lay in bed, imagine other people beside me. I just want to be held. I would settle for a friend who would hug me as I cried. Why don't I have one of those?

"When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home"

They will see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home