August 30, 2011

morning light

Oh what a beautiful sight, you standing by the window. The sun lightly illuminates your face as you sip your morning coffee. Such a familiar scene, the one I’ve witnessed for the past months. This is what people must mean when they talk about happiness, just a graceful, peaceful moment, so intimate that only true lovers can share. I’m not the sort of person who comfortably talks about emotion, especially when it comes to my own, but today this image, this moment is pushing me out into the darkness of a sentimental cliff. I wish I could control it, so in an effort to stay calm, I took a deep breath, I felt my lungs fill with the truest air, my body overflowing with the necessity to exhale my deepest feelings for you.

August 28, 2011

element of surprise

Wish you lived down my street so I could have the possibility to bump into you at any time. I'd love the element of suprise, especially if it involved you.

wake the feeling up

I had dream where I grabbed you by your shoulders and shook you until you came into your senses and realized you love me, like it was a feeling sleeping inside you, that just needed a quick start. Then I woke up and realized this probably wouldn't work so I won't even bother.

August 27, 2011

i miss

I didn't hear about the news until I got home from work, everyone was around the TV watching how the story developed, the images were shocking, horrible smoke, not even the news anchor could hide her pain as she said "armed men shot and lit fire to a local casino, up till now 40 people reported dead, they're still searching for bodies".  What has this city turned into? Who is capable of doing such things and keep walking around without a care in the world? I'm devastated and I feel power-less, I pray for the victims and their families, I pray for the safety of us all. 

This isn't my city. I miss my city.

August 25, 2011

Fact #14

Fact: No one knows me like you do.

you're always on my mind

It's pouring out there, the rain is hitting my window as if asking to come in, the skies are grey and thunder strikes every now and then and all I think about is you. I hope you're home, safe and warm, away from the madness, with no worries at all.

August 24, 2011

they were right

Maybe what they said was true, that we confused the loneliness we both had for love.

August 12, 2011

in you

"I find peace when I'm confused, I find hope when I'm let down, not in me but in you."
 - Switchfoot (You)

on that day

Maybe someday you'll read this blog and know it's mostly about you and what you make me feel. Maybe that day you'll realize how much you hurt me even when I stayed quiet. Maybe that day you'll try to make things right. I sure hope that on that day I'm no longer in your life.

August 7, 2011

when i'm gone

You always like me better when I'm away I've realized, when I'm gone you can't seem to let go, you ask about when we'll meet again and you tell me you think I'm great, then I come around and it's all wasted, like nothing ever happened, take me for granted once again. And listen, that's all fine, but one of these days when I leave, it'll be for good and I won't even say goodbye.

August 1, 2011

the guts

I admire her even not knowing her, she likes you and she makes her move, she kissed you and you didn't pull away, how great for her. I wish I had her guts, honestly I wish I could be bold in love but I'm same old me, the nervous reck, the one you come to tell the stories to and that's about it.

the game

Now I don't know what to say because I realize my feelings for  you will never fade away. What's this game that I'm playing by being your friend?