Dilemma of a listener.

Those people, the ones who are always there. The ones who listen, comfort and help to find a solution. What happens when everyone they were there for have other people to fill that space. What happens when all those people that needed a shoulder to cry on have found someone else's to cry on instead. Do they find someone who will be there for them? What if they can't? What if they spent too much time listening instead of finding someone who will hear them...?

Domino.

"I can taste the tension like a cloud of smoke in the air. Now I'm breathing like I'm running 'cause you're taking me there. Don't you know...you spin me out of control?" - Jessie J

Just this, right now. Don't really like the song at all, but it's catchy as hell. And these three lines are STUCK in my head!

Might try to write something inspired by it...you know, when I don't have a report to write, due tomorrow, that I haven't finished.

Procrastination session over! For now.

Can't fix you.

Anxious for change,
Sick of your stagnancy,
Just begging for breath,
Ready to leave but scared to break,

When I walk and don't turn,
Just promise me this,
Appreciate how I stayed,
Even when I couldn't fix you.