SOMETHING’S WRONG

  ”…a good friend wil bail you out of jail, a true friend will be sitting there beside you saying ‘hey, that was fun!’…”

  i’ve come across this qoute several times.i like it and it got stuck somewhere in the back of my mind.it was not until recently that it has reemerged with a whole new meaning for me.suddenly, something seems to be wrong.

  the good friend is the ideal companion, full of achievements and has met the expectations of people around her.one who’ll never steer you out of direction.the good friend is one who’ll always know where to go or what to say,one who’ll always know how to make you smile and one who’ll always be there to get you out of trouble. she is the one who knows the book by heart and has the blueprint of good life on her fingertips. the good friend ensures happiness and helps you realize your dreams of a perfect world. the good friend is the one you’d be proud to show off to others, she is the one who can never go wrong, the one who makes you feel you can do anything,the one who makes everything look beautiful.

  the true friend is the one with whom you’ve got a lot in common. the true friend is the one with whom you’ve shared all sorts of trips,the simplest to the weirdest. the true friend is the one you miss when you’re longing for that wild streak, or those conversations or those silent companionship. the true friend would take a leap of faith and would put all risks to shame, she is the one who makes you feel you can do everything. she is the one you seek after a while, the true friend also takes the extra mile.

  both of them, as different as they are, are both appreciated.
you’ve found both or either of them, you have your future made.

  i am neither.

  i can never be ideal, in fact, i’m the antithesis of the word.i’ve shatterred expectations and i broke the hearts of people who matter.i never care which direction we take, as long as we’re together.at times, i don’t even know what i’m going to say, but you do. the look on my face is always enough for you to tell what’s going on inside my head. i always try to make you smile, though in the end we always cry… and trouble seems to be a part of our lives. try as i might, i can never ensure your happiness nor make your world perfect, ‘coz everytime we reach the verge of perfection, something (always) goes wrong.i’m not someone to be proud of, though i feel that for you i can do anything.i cannot make everything look beautiful but i want everyone to see you as the beautiful being that you are.

   we’ve got the least number of things in common.i’m north pole and you’re south, and no matter how much effort, we can never scientifically meet ‘coz the world is round.i am willing to share the simplest to the weirdest, though there’s that simple fact that with you everything’s the best, be it hours of tactless discussions, wordless walks or speechless stares.i miss each and every facet of you, the wild, tame, reckless and cautious you.it’s just that there’s also the simple fact: you don’t miss me too.you’ve made me feel i can do everything.i’ve taken all sorts of risks and i’ve put leaps of faith to shame, and i’ve accepted long ago that you cannot do the same.of all the extra miles i took one would think i could’ve won a race, but how, when you won’t even seek my face.i’m the one who could be lost forever and you would not even notice i’m gone.

  you’ve never found me.
  i am neither, i am both, you do not see me in your future.

  and i guess it’ll always be a mystery, why i see my future in your eyes.

  ”…a good friend wil bail you out of jail, a true friend will be sitting there beside you saying ‘hey, that was fun!’…”

  i’ve come across this qoute several times,something’s wrong.

  i am NOT in the picture.

  i can be everything or anything.i can be the police, i can be the witness, heck i can even be the jail warden! but i don’t think i can ever be the one to bail you out, waiting for you, or the one sitting there beside you. i can always try, but just the same, in the end i would always cry.
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“You And Me”
lifehouse

What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can’t keep up and I can’t back down
I’ve been losing so much time

Cause it’s you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do Nothing to lose

And it’s you and me and all of the people
And I don’t know why, I can’t keep my eyes off of you

All of the things that I want to say
just aren’t coming out right
I’m tripping on words
You’ve got my head spinning
I don’t know where to go from here

Cause it’s you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do Nothing to prove
And it’s you and me and all of the people
And I don’t know why, I can’t keep my eyes off of you

There’s something about you now
I can’t quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right

Cause it’s you and me and all of the people
with nothing to do Nothing to lose
And it’s you and me and all of the people
And I don’t know why, I can’t keep my eyes off of you
and me and all of the people
with nothing to do Nothing to prove
And it’s you and me and all of the people
And I don’t know why, I can’t keep my eyes off of you

What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive

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