The early rays of sun Pierce his room He moves his head Trying to capture some darkness
He moves around his bed Forcing his eyes to remain closed He finally gives up Turns around his bed Staring at the ceiling He gets up scratching his beard Rubs his forehead
He goes into his bathroom Takes a quick shower Brushes his teeth Decides not to shave He stares at himself in the mirror Rubs his hair not bad</i> he says to himself
Reaches for the first thing in his closet A pair of jeans and his favorite sweatshirt He grabs his back pack and searches for his mobile He finds it and smiles reads a message From his love he walks out
He meets up with random friends Random conversations Random work Mobile rings he answers he smiles She whispers I love you</i> He says good bye </i>hangs up
Night falls he smiles Another day is over simply over He calls her they meet up Tangle over random subjects They kiss they hug She whispers I love you</i> He kisses her
She laughs lights a cigg He smiles nervously She stares at him as always He knew they were going to have The same conversation He took a deep breath Waiting to hear the same words
She says Will you ever fall in love with me?</i> He smiles nervously I dont know</i> She laughs will you ever know?</i> He laughs I dont know</i>
She hugs him he feels relieved She kisses him he kisses her back He feels safe The conversation is finally over They would have the same conversation Every time they met
She would ask the same questions He would give her the same answers He would always worry that she would get fed up Simply leave him he had dragged her into his chaos Yet she would never leave he felt lucky he felt content
They would depart in hours to come hoping to meet soon He was wrong at least tonight she stopped kissing him She stared into his eyes she had tears in her own She says One day Ill leave run away and eventually disappear Will you join me love? Will you </i>
He just stood there staring at her listening to her words She cried silently hugged him then walked away He stood there watching her walk away wishing he could scream Forcing her to stop to hug her to hold her in his arms He just stood there silently watching feeling feeling numb
As i was reading it i went through a 'feeling' i usually and most of the time have when a certain song plays... It's a feeling of Grandeur d'Ame, with a touch of Peace and Purity...
The song is called, There is no if... by The Cure (album Bloodflowers):
'remember the first time i told you i love you - it was raining hard and you never heard - you sneezed! and i had to say it over "i said i love you" i said... you didn't say a word just held you hands to my shining eyes and i watched as the rain ran through your fingers held your hands to my shining eyes and smiled as you kissed me...
"if you die" you said "so do i" you said... and it starts the day you make the sign "tell me i'm forever yours and you're forever mine forever mine..."
"if you die" you said "so do i" you said... and it starts the day you cross that line "swear i will always be yours and you'll always be mine you'll ways be mine always be mine..."
remember the last time i told you i love you - it was warm and safe in our perfect world - you yawned and i had to say it over "i said i love you" i said... you didn't say a word just held your hands to your shining eyes and i watched as the tears ran through your fingers held your hands to your shining eyes and cried...
"if you die" you said "so do i" you said... but it ends the day you see how it is there is no always forever... just this... just this...
"if you die" you said "so do i" you said but it ends the day you understand there is no if... just and
there is no if... just and
there is no if... '
Her as between the lines of this song, glows an expression of Grandeur d'Ame, of 'feeling' that not everybody discovered in themselves yet. Disregarding the 'him' and 'she', and the characters in-between... The words resound wealthily.
I also couldn't help but notice the 'crushing' sounds as i read on (s, f, b, d, sh, th...). If made on purpose Lynelle you are really good at it, if not made on purpose then i think we got another proof to the definition of the word 'genius'.
i like it sooo much...
i dnt hv time to read/see the deviations... they eventually pilled up and i was like 5ALAS BA2A!
lina... this is sooo nice...
seriously.. and its so true...
ino she doesn't even know whats holding her back. why cnt she find it in herself to leave?
what is she lacking?
what is he gving her to stay? NOTHING!
he is gving her nuthing and yet she doesn't hv the guts to pick up and leave
and yet she loves him...
love can be the best thing ever, or the hardest most painful thing you can ever go through.
guess she isnt the one for him...
and he isnt hers either...
This piece is wonderful. It seems like he is just happy to take what she offers and not offer anything back. It's sad the people who won't give back, they are ones destined to be alone. Really if they can't see that, if they think they can just take people for granted, then they deserve to be alone until they are capable of giving something.
Brilliant piece of writing - you made me feel.
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