Sunday, February 7, 2010

One Chance.

If it's meant to be, it will be.
If not then there is something better out there waiting for you.
You only get one chance, one life.

Creativity.

I realized that the reason I cry randomly may be because I don't have a creative outlet like I used to with singing and shows.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Love is Dear.

Hold it close
Never fear
For the most
You've lost it once
You've lost it twice
Hope to feel how much it cost

Fantasy Man


This diamond's growing in the mountains
beneath the pressure of all time
that glow in hope and expectation
waiting for your hands to find
'cause only you could reach inside me
and figure out the worth
of a life I live providing
what it was you needed most

And if everything is measured
by the hole it leaves behind
then this mountain has been leveled
and there's no more diamonds in the mine
go on now just leave it
the timing wasn't right
and the forces that swept us both away
was too strong for us to fight

Fantasy man you are always
one step ahead of me
well I never heard a warning
I haven't got things right
the sun came out this morning
and filled my room with light
so go now you are forgiven
let's put it down to light
the story of two lovers
would dance both edges of the night

In the station you were standing
not knowing what you want
and the secrets that we're defending
have become our only bond
just be patient while I wait here
journeys out of sync
while you're out there running in the chaos
I need some time to think

Fantasy man you are always
one step ahead of me
well I never heard a warning
I haven't got things right
the sun came out this morning
and filled my room with light
so go now you are forgiven
let's put it down to light
the story of two lovers
would dance both edges of the night

--The Swell Season

I love this song, I just heard it for the first time recently but for some reason I listen to it over and over again. hahah You should listen to it! :]

love.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Never.

I sit and wonder.
I wish and ponder.

Are you coming back?

Probably never.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Slow.

Move move move
We all keep moving
Running in every direction
The weeks fly by and yet it seems like it has been forever
We lose track of what is real, what is ours
Slow down.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Unrequited Love.

'You're beautiful.'
The words I barely heard.
And yet I still love you.