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November 17, 2003
Tu Me Manque
Tonight with words unspoken
You said that I’m the only one
But will my heart be broken
When the night (when the night)
Meets the morning (meets the morning) sun
I’ll like to know that your love
Is love I can be sure of
So tell me now and I won’t ask again
Will you still love me tomorrow
I crawled out of bed wondering when this insomnia will stop. I would like to have undisturbed sleep for more than 2 hours someday, please thank you. I've been feeling like this since almost forever and I can't remember when was the last time I had a good night's sleep. Mom tells me it screws my body up and well, hello, I've not been under the weather for nothing.
I wonder if it's alcohol, smoke or bad sleeping/dietary habits that's to blame.
Funny how I eat worse now that I'm in the comfort of Singapore. Mom's cooking and all that hawker food.
I don't like.
I got up and blasted two versions of Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow? Weezer's and Carole King's. And it just came like a wave. The feeling of fear. The feeling of missing. Someone, anyone and everyone. Have you ever felt like that? Missing everyone and noone in particular.
I don't like sleepless. But I might have to make do with sleepless till the end of time.
I don't like a screwedup body, but tell me what to do dammit!
I don't like missing, but it just hits me in waves and I wish someone can hold me tight and tell me:
Yes, I will still love you tomorrow.
Then suddenly, it came back to me. For a while, I've had that someone telling me that whenever I need it to be told.
Tu Me Manque.
Posted by lainey at November 17, 2003 01:19 AM