Melancholic

Sometimes I can pictured myself in some artistic movie, dark-grey toned...in a scene where the actor juz sat there beneath a dimmed shade...smoking, drinking and weeping. He would be a loner, a lonely musician...and he sings so well on his piano, singing songs so blue, his voice so coarse from ciggies...from his blues to the blues...I can put it on loop all day.

I am juz a simple man... looking for happiness. But Sadness completes me, for I would not have desired happiness. In my alcohol-induced state of mind, everything is beautiful, everywhere is beautiful and everyone will be beautiful...(If only everybody is alcoholic!) It's so much easier being a bastard, an idiot or a mother-fucker isn't it? Or juz be alone?

This song by Buble on my playlist 'Dream' came on as I was thinking....'Dreammm...when u'r feeling blue...dreammm....tat's the thing to do...' mmm...how appropraite for the moment now!

I kinda miss you. I dunno what is upsetting you. I dun really wanna distanced myself from you. Sigh...everyone of you, what went wrong between us?