Sunday, March 1, 2009
The Way It Rains Down Windows
And there are thousands in the crowd outside everyday. And everyone's there. And they love me. And I don't care. Because they're not you.
Written by Me at 10:17 PM
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could not have been said better. Beautiful!
This. totally. penetrated. my. heart.
"At this moment, there's 6,470,818,671 people in the world..And sometimes, all you need is one" --adapted.
yours is better.. i just related the above passage.:D
The only thing that makes me sad is that its a different happiness when it's him..it's addictive..and yet i can't have it for myself. There are others willing to give me the same jokes..but i shed a different laughter..it's not the same..it's not what i want.. the world can be so big and at the same time it can be so lonely..
i said i was moving on..when i saw that it was raining, i remembered him..there's so many umbrellas in the world. But i'd only want the one with him under it... i chose to get wet.
Stardust, that's beautiful.
I can relate with you. (L)
Oh and Iain, this is beautiful too. So very, very, very agonizingly beautiful.
Amazing. You are taking feelings I cannot describe and putting them into words...taking my breath away.
Iain, you have a gift for pulling all of these shining word-threads together and weaving them into universal blankets. It is quite something.
I would like to take one of your hands in both of my own, hold on for a long moment -- warm your pulse with my fingertips. Breathe in; breathe out. Whisper thank you.
Thank you for reading it and your incredibly kind words :)
*low laughter* Kindness doesn't enter into it; I peddle exclusively in truths nowadays.
And you are difficult, sir. I have so wanted to send you an email -- not fan mail, nothing so crass. Just some appreciative words, more like. However, you don't exist! (well, maybe it's possible to do so on Facebook, but I absolutely categorically refuse to entangle myself in the Facebook/Myspace/whatever portion of the internets)
So I shall be forced to comments-stalk you occasionally, it seems.
I can think of worse things. *quiet smile*
You, and anyone else, is more than welcome to email me at pleasefindthis at gmail.com
For the things you say and the fact that you were able to hear me, I'd like to e-mail you too.
This is true... I still can't feel the way I felt for u , for anyone .... why just u . Everyday its u n only u in my mind .. I know its too Late but my heart still says its not over..
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