I built you a house and a garden inside my head. I know you'll be happy there.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
The Birth Of Remembrance
I built you a house and a garden inside my head. I know you'll be happy there.
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I will...:)
Oh, the pictures. Again, you probably know this already, but I'll just say this as a side-note, if not a reminder: The pictures make me sigh, they really capture true, flawless, naked beauty.
This post made my day.
I'll always remember you. I built you a home in my heart.
I love this.
http://youdobelonghere.blogspot.com/
Actually I've been trying for so long to kick you out.
But you should know that you'll always be welcome to stay as a ghost. It's just that I think I've kept you in there for far too long, and it's about time I let you go.
Thank you for the memories you brought there, and for redecorating, too.
You've certainly left your mark.
Iain, I just want you to know that I check this daily just so I can get a daily dose of sanity. So I can make sense of all that jumbled up mess people call thought that's in my head.
Thank you for always expressing (in meaningful words that make sense) what I didn't realise I was thinking and feeling; for bringing me magic everyday in a few typed letters on a screen.
And thank you for always making sense.
And the pictures. I could stare at them forever.
I will be building a real home for someone I've never met.
I can't wait for them to see it.
I've even made a WELCOME doormat.
I built you a house inside my head and heart. I was sure you would love it, but it has sat empty for many long years. I've tried to take care of it, thinking that one day you would move in, but you never did. Now, I'm bent and broken from trying to keep the house pristine and perfect. I can't live like this much longer. The bulldozers are on the horizon, and I'm starting to welcome their arrival.
we made that castle in the air together. now, you've started tearing it down while i've been standing there, staring at you in disbelief while trying to pick up the fragments and lovingly piece them back together. if you didn't want a window there, you should have told me. are we remodeling or tearing apart?
thats really sweet
not only in your head, i also want to stay in your heart. is that too much to ask?
sometimes our memories & the way we store them are our worst enemies...everyone could potentially be "happy" there, because it's what "WE KNOW" & choose to create, but what's reality...perhaps some people are residents, but others are hostages we refuse to "let go"...
this is what your blog does for me! I never truly KNOW excatly what you intend, but it always trancends these words and births new thoughts!! thank you :)
I don't think you know what you've been missing. By choice, you messed up. By choice, you left. And by choice... you took a part of me with you which I'll never get back. So be sorry, because I'm not sorry I'll never forget.
You have an open grave inside my heart. I'm not ready to burry my memories yet.
Why didn't you tell me sooner?
I go to your house in my head when I want to be miserable.
"To Build a Home" The Cinematic Orchestra
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