Saturday, November 27, 2010

It's Real For Me




Haven't You Heard?

Your Song- Kate Walsh
Perfect song for rainy days like today <3



Only negative part? This song makes me miss him more than I can bear

Lovely

She's so Lovely- Scouting For Girls
An old favorite :)

Don't Ever

You Belong to Me- Carla Bruni

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Dear You,

Anatomy of the human arm:


"I'll hold you in my heart, till I can hold you in my arms."



Winter mornings, Fall days.


      I flutter my eyes open, reborn again into the world. Slight sunshine peeks in from outside my window, only slight. Not too bright, barely visible actually- but its enough to awaken me. I can tell from this slight sunlight that it's one of those days. Cold, gloomy days with just the enough pinch of sun; days that give me warmth and comfort. These early morning rebirths are my favorite part of the day, though most people do despise it. For what reason, I shall never understand. After stretching out my old creaks and rusts from the day before, I remain there. Laying down in mountains of soft plush and a sea of wool and down, I am content. I breathe in the crisp, clean, morning air- winter morning air mingling with fall to be exact; the kind of air that makes you feel like it's magic; the kind that makes you feel the life within you. You can only catch this certain kind of air in the early mornings, when it is still pure. When no one is awake with the exception of me, and for this I am thankful. I can keep all the enchanted air selfishly, yet without guilt. It is simple euphoria. During this time, I am able to think and have all of the world to myself. Sometimes, this period of time makes me think thoughts that I should not think, but a majority of it is thought positively.This momentary lapse of time is my escape when it is too cold to venture in the water, my other escape. I dream while I am awake here but sadly reality will beckon me back soon. All good things must come to an end, sooner or preferably later. If it didn't we wouldnt realize how wonderful they were.
      

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

The Freshman

Cover by Jay Brannan
You left without saying goodbye. It's not your fault. You didn't want to leave. But here we are, on the opposite sides of this world. It's only been about 2 or 3 months and I haven't seen you, you haven't seen me. 7 more to go. Seven? It feels like its been ions already. It's hard missing you everyday even though we try to talk to each other as much as we can. Text, twitter, facebook, here. But I prefer calling you; every night between the hours of 1-5 in the early mornings-those hours, well,  they're always the best part of my day. And saying goodbye to you at the end of each call is the worst . As tough as it is every now and then, I know we're worth it. People fill my head with doubts and reality on a daily basis, but I know they wouldn't understand. That's how lucky we are. Look at us. We've found what some people search for all their lives. Fuck all the stereotypes about being too young and long distance relationships, what do they know anyways? Yes, it's a hard grueling road that we're taking, but going a different way would be death itself. This is real. All of it. Let's take this challenge head on, day by day. Let's enjoy each other in every aspect that we can, as little as that may be. Let's prove them wrong. I don't know what's going to happen to us and how we will end up . But whether may it be a "happily ever after" or a memory that we'll just look back on, I know that I love you and I cant imagine my life with anybody else. You are my world, my moon, my stars, my everything. I can't wait till the day that I finally get to see you again and shower you with my built up affection. So thank you, for giving me the greatest gift that we humans can ask for. Thank you for letting me miss you. Thank you for trusting me, and letting me trust you back.

-m.e.p

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Who Knows, Who Cares- Local Natives



What is Love?

Sometimes we have to learn the hard way- to be able to open our eyes and see the miracle of it all. Sometimes, it may even cost the life of another to understand. I didn't know you, and I'm sad that the only reason why I do was because of your passing. People don't realize. Real eyes realize. It's not fair, but it's reality.

Terrifying

WE CAME TO DANCE


Oh goodness. Just for fun aha

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Promise Me


"So, it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day. "
I stay up nights waiting for you.

I set myself up for dissapointment by doing that.

And aching.
and stress.
and worrying.

Its my fault.
I just want to talk to you.
But even that has to be so hard and complicated.

For me, its been feeling like you dont mean the things you say for awhile now.
Im so insecure.
I hate myself for that.
You make me cry all the time.

Im so confused.

Fuck all this.

Dead Hearts- Stars




Monday, November 8, 2010

I want you to know that I love you. I mean it. These are not words that I would use lightly with you. But Im not good for you... maybe letting you go is the only way I can prove how much I really mean everything I've said.
Im aching.
I don't know what to do.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Thursday, November 4, 2010

I havent talked to you in awhile.
Sigh.
Ignoring. Ignoring. Ignoring.
No big deal.

Oh YEAH no big deal at all.
Im not foolin anyone.
This is pointless,
writing about how much
I miss you, want you, need you, adore you, admire you, care for you, appreciate you.
How youre my bestfriend, how youre my everything, my joy, my sadness, my triumph, my downfall.
How youre so good to me even tho Im a crazy bitch.
How alive you make me feel.
How you understand.
You are so amazing.
You still make me mad sometimes.
But I dont mind.
Your face. I dont want to forget how it feels. How you feel. When youre all over me. I just want to immerse myself in your lovliness. Only yours, I'm not satisfied with just anybody else. But that's just me.
Why?
Soften my brick heart
What?
Who.
Just Stop please, stop.