A Not-So-Late Night Post

I'm sorry for the recent lack-of-brain-stimulation posts these days.

I just don't have the urge to blog intellectual thoughts anymore. Being a materialistic bimbo is so much less taxing than being an annoying in-your-face blogger.

So anyway, I shall resume all clever writings.......... later. Ha! Sorry to disappoint but this post shall be no deeper than a jar of Skippy chunky peanut butter.

I can't explain this feeling I'm feeling though.

Not insecurity.
Not fear.
Not upset.

Just an eerily serene, yet uncomfortably deep-seated feeling of frailness.

And this song explains it all.

Your Guardian Angel;; Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
When I see your smile,
Tears run down my face.
I can't replace.
And now that I'm strong, I have figured out,
How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul.
And I know I'll find deep inside me,
I can be the one.

I will never let you fall.
I'll stand up with you forever.
I'll be there for you through it all.
Even if saving you sends me to heaven.

It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay.

Seasons are changing,
And waves are crashing,
And stars are falling all for us.
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter,
I can show you I'll be the one

I will never let you fall.
I'll stand up with you forever.
I'll be there for you through it all.
Even if saving you sends me to heaven.

'Cause you're my, you're my, my,
My true love, my whole heart.
Please don't throw that away.
'Cause I'm here... for you.
Please don't walk away and,
Please tell me you'll stay... here.
Stay.

Use me as you will.
Pull my strings just for a thrill.
And I know I'll be okay,
Though my skies are turning gray.

I will never let you fall.
I'll stand up with you forever.
I'll be there for you through it all,
Even if saving you sends me to heaven.