[Intro] [This story I have playing in my head, liked to put it down. Let's see how it goes...!!!]

Sunday, 4 November 2007

Response

"He still waits for your 'writing' and his love for it has never decreased"

Am I supposed to read between the lines? Well, love is exposing yourself in the pain of being hurt, by someone you trust. Okay, I understand that with love comes pain, but why did I have to love so much? Loving is a feeling that brought both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled with an emotion so deep and tender that no other feeling can compare. Pain from knowing that I'm so in love, that I'm more vulnerable than I've ever. I am afraid of myself, of my own reality; my feelings most of all. I hear them talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. LOVE HURTS. Feelings are disturbing.

Waiting was painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.

For love can sweep you off your feet and carry you along in a way you've never known before. But the ride always ends, and you end up feeling lonely and bitter. Wait. It's not love I'm describing. I refuse to believe this. But, truly, I believe that I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter. Watching you walk out of my life does not make me bitter or cynical about love. But rather makes me realize that if I wanted so much to be with the wrong person how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along. I don't mean to sound bitter, cold, or cruel, but I am, so that's how it comes out. Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional, and I refuse to suffer.

Maybe if I do not share the path I walk then a little more of your pain will vanish too. I want you to heal, whoever you are. I don't care what pain you've brought to my world, I just want yours to subside. No matter what, your path is yours. Don’t follow misery or worry. Devote every moment of your life to improving your dreams. Love your world. Cherish the good you do. Let go of hatred. Dream of love.

“I truly do not know how to apologize to you.”

“You do not need to apologize to me!!”

“I expected that answer from you, knowing it’s you.”

Never part without loving words to think of during your absence. It may be that you will not meet again in this life.

“ I wanted to tell you something, but I do not believe I can since the conversation is going this way.”

Man goes into the noisy crowd to drown his own clamours of silence.

Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.
So I took what's mine by eternal right.
Took your soul out into the night.
It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.


Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.

I am a dreamer but when I wake,
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
And as you move on, remember me,
Remember us and all we used to be
I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
I've watched you sleeping for a while.
I'd spend a lifetime with you.
I know your fears and you know mine.
We've had our doubts but now we're fine,
And I love you, I swear that's true.
I cannot live without you.

And I still hold your hand in mine.
In mine when I'm asleep.
And I will bear my soul in time,
When I'm kneeling at your feet.


Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.
I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.

hold me now at Sunday, November 04, 2007
0 people took on that same cross-town bus

- Intro -

  • {I had this story Playing in my Head for a While, Let's see where it Ends!}

- your only -

  • the stalker the lover passenger of love going round but not getting anywhere Since 16.09.xxxx Spring love mystical feeling unique one

my wants

  • you
  • your name
  • your love

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