Monday, August 31, 2009

A Love Like HOURS.

Getting better, on your feet
Take a look, kept in deceit
A love like ours will never die

Break my bonds, break my back
Not a lot to break apart
A love like ours will never die
A love like ours will never die

Break my bonds and break my back
Not a lot to [break] apart
A love like ours will never die
A love like ours will never die

Getting better, on your knees
Three times blind, could not please
A love like ours will never die
A love like ours will never die
A love like ours will never die

~Elastica, A Love Like Ours

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Friday, August 28, 2009

Untitled.

I wrote a poem for he who would never write for me.
In honor of our friendship and it's long lost memory.
Summoned every ounce of spirit and released it through my pen.
Got lost between the lines over and over again.
But when I tried to read it, I stuttered every word.
And I fear that it's because it was absurd
that I would try and still fail miserably
to write a poem for he who would never write for me.

I painted a portrait of he who would never paint of me.
Put my emotions into colors however bleak they seemed to be.
All except those bright brown eyes that just don't look at me the same.
I blended every shade of gray and sealed it with my name.
But when I put it on display it lacked that final touch.
And I fear that it's because it would hurt me just too much
to paint a countenance so weary when it never used to be.
Before I painted the portrait of he who will never paint of me.

I sang a song for he who would never sing for me.
Took the music from my soul and composed a symphony.
Perfected every note to call for him bu name.
To serenade his heavy heart instead to cause it pain.
But when I stood up to perform the tune projected bittersweetly.
And I fear that it's because he'll never understand completely
the meaning hidden deep within the casual melody
of a song I sang for he who would never sing to me.

I cried a tear for he who will never cry for me.
For every time we spent just sitting next to our special tree.
For the way I'll spend my sleepless nights in absolute despair.
Forever reaching out for him when I know he isn't there.
But sometimes I still imagine him near, even though I know.
And I fear that it's because I just can't bare to let him go.
So I'm doomed to spend my life in a broken fantasy
Thinking and dreaming of he who has long forgotten me...

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

LOVE.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Monday, August 24, 2009

8378.) i love you.


i love you so much, it hurts. it hurts to know that i can never be with you, and that you wil never feel the same way. never. every day i think of how great my life would be if i was with you, my life would just be complete and you would be my life. and then it feels like a stab in the heart when i realise that it can never happen, and that you will never be in my life, let alone be my life. but yeah, what i’m trying to say is that i love you, and that i wish you would even know, and care.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Going Out On A Date.

1. Pretend you’ve never met, then loudly try out lame pickup lines in a swanky bar. Act like they worked.
2. Go on a walking journey and every fifteen feet draw a chalk arrow in the direction you’re going. At the end of the trip, leave a big pile of chalk.
3. Create photo evidence suggesting that you went on an adventure that didn’t really happen
4. Go for a drive. You can only make right-hand turns. When you finally get stuck, turn around and then you can only make left-hand turns. Repeat until you find something interesting. Take pictures along the way!
5. Build forts out of furniture and blankets, and wage war with paper airplanes.
6. Go to a major chain bookstore, and leave notes to future readers in copies of your favorite books
7. Write a piece of fiction together. Outside at a cafe. Ask strangers when you get stuck.
8. Try and visit as many people as you can in one night, and turn as many things inside their apartment upside down as you can, without them noticing.
9. Do the lamest tourist thing in your area that you have both secretly wanted to do forever. Have an unabashed good time!
10. Hide and seek in the park
11. Go around the city with sidewalk chalk and draw hearts with equations inside on random things
12. Drive somewhere unknown and have dinner in a city you’ve never been to. With fake names.
13. Go for a drive with the passenger blindfolded, choosing directions at random. see where you end up
14. Dress up as pirates, commandeer shopping carts, and have a war upon the high seas.. er, parking lot.
15. Go on a search for as many good climbing trees as possible, climb as high as you both can in all of them, compile photo evidence
16. Rent a movie you’ve never seen before. Set on mute and improvise dialogue.
17. Dress up as pirates and go parrot shopping at local pet stores
18. Go to the airport, get the cheapest, soonest departing flight to anywhere when you show up, and stay there for a weekend.
19. Walk around a city and perform short silent plays in front of security cameras
20. In the middle of the night, drive to the beach, so you arrive just as the sun is rising. Have a breakfast picnic, then fall asleep together. Bring a sun umbrella.
21. Dress up as superheros and stop at least one petty crime “ie. jaywalking, littering….”
22. Go to a minor league baseball game under the stars. Tell each other stories about how bad you are at athletics. Randomly cheer for both teams. Eat lots of Cracker Jack.
23. With camera and pair of boots, make photolog of a day in the life of the invisible man.
24. Walk around the city all night and find a place to eat breakfast at dawn
25. Go to a restaurant and convince the cook to create something completely new for you.


source.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Gone


He stood there, eyes fixed through the window

Water dripping from head to toe

As that morbid reality filled his mind

-his only love he can no longer find.

She stood there in the rain

Watching every bit of him in pain

Why did she have to go

While she remains to him an unforgiven foe.

He knelt down and began to pray

Nothing’s left at all to say

Too late to realize just now

That he had hurt her much somehow.

She hears the words he prays

Of apologies which is really out of the case.

She wishes to tell him he is forgiven

Yet the chances have not been given.

Cold wind rushed inside

The candles then collide.

His anguish he cannot at all bear

Why did she have to leave him hanging in the air?

She watched him from above

And waited to embrace him, give him love

To whisper in his ears that things will be alright

If he would just choose not to give up the fight.

He will never feel such happiness

For she had brought him so much loneliness

Time and time again he would think she’s still around

Inside his mind her sweet cries still resound.

She left without saying goodbye

Leaving him on his knees to cry

All alone and hollow

Only wishing her path he could soon follow.


~tSin

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Friday, August 14, 2009

That If It Didn't Hurt, It Wasn't Love.

the song is almost over…

and so i must move on…

because he has forgotten me…

it’s time i go…

it’s time i learn…

it’s time i forget all those pain…

they really didn’t mean anything…

never shook me…

never broke me…

and it’s happier now…

to be free…


~tSin

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

From H to U #5

Dear U,

Once today, I caught a familiar scent in a room. It was a sweet, something with faint strains of baby powder, fresh, linen-like scent. I knew then it was you.

How do I know such?It seemed like I already memorized your scent. It's the kind I want to be near with and the more I breathe it, the more I want to get closer. And when the day turns to night, when you're not around, I let myself drift into a dream. I don't even need to look at you or seek your face. Strange. But your scent follows me through. Then again, I knew it was you.

I could write thousands of things about you. But I'm just the girl behind the curatin, behind the books, sitting near the walls of the corridors that you unnoticingly pass. Then again I would catch a scent, something that would tug an achingly familiar feeling in my heart...that sweet, fresh, linen-like smell. THen I knew it was you.

Til the breeze brings you once more to me...

H

Monday, August 10, 2009

Reasons to Love You.

I wanna fall asleep with you tonight
I wanna know that I am safe when you hold me tight
I wanna feel like I wanna feel forever.
Meiko, Reasons to Love You.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Monday, August 3, 2009

Take Me Away, My Love.