Sunday, November 30, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Muse
Hey babe,
it's the same over here.
If you ever need reassuring.
I'm thinking 'bout you
ever so often in the span of a day
It's just so crazy
'cause what'd I be without you?
I want you too baby
And you know that fact
So whenever Time allows
We'd be holding hands
Together we walk
Across the fields of gold
With the winds on our faces
And flowers by our feet
Our hair dancing to that rhythm;
Our palms firming ajoined;
Our lips pressed together;
Our hearts beating as One.
it's the same over here.
If you ever need reassuring.
I'm thinking 'bout you
ever so often in the span of a day
It's just so crazy
'cause what'd I be without you?
I want you too baby
And you know that fact
So whenever Time allows
We'd be holding hands
Together we walk
Across the fields of gold
With the winds on our faces
And flowers by our feet
Our hair dancing to that rhythm;
Our palms firming ajoined;
Our lips pressed together;
Our hearts beating as One.
Monday, November 17, 2008
poof!
our blog is dying! hahahaha.
anyhoo,
i seriously couldn't get you off my mind today. i mean, i think about you every day, but today was really like 'i want you i want you i want you' nearly every damn second. gosh. baby i want you.
anyhoo,
i seriously couldn't get you off my mind today. i mean, i think about you every day, but today was really like 'i want you i want you i want you' nearly every damn second. gosh. baby i want you.
Friday, November 14, 2008
as we get there
love
the stuff of legend
a boy
and a girl
promises
eternity
three words
two hearts
one soul
love
the stuff of legend
the stuff of legend
a boy
and a girl
promises
eternity
three words
two hearts
one soul
love
the stuff of legend
Monday, November 10, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Muse
Funny how it's different when we're together,
as compared to when we're away.
An hour could be a few minutes,
or a day;
A day, a night, could be a couple of hours,
or a week;
A week could be blissful joy,
or torturous to endure.
It's always so hard to say goodbye,
till we might actually hate it when Providence
grants us more time together than usual.
No,
we shouldn't blame the opportunity to be together
for such pain.
I'd rather such pain,
even if it means spending just a mere moment with you.
as compared to when we're away.
An hour could be a few minutes,
or a day;
A day, a night, could be a couple of hours,
or a week;
A week could be blissful joy,
or torturous to endure.
It's always so hard to say goodbye,
till we might actually hate it when Providence
grants us more time together than usual.
No,
we shouldn't blame the opportunity to be together
for such pain.
I'd rather such pain,
even if it means spending just a mere moment with you.
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