Monday, April 12, 2010
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
And i so wish... every time you kiss, your mouth longs for my taste!!
This makes me so sad!!!
and it'll stay that way until you return to me... but so u know, i think about you every time I kiss him...
I hope you are haunted by my face and the memory of my touch.You're too proud to admit it and you burnt bridges to hurt me. But you forget that you loved me too.
Though I never kissed you when we were in love, I still cannot kiss anyone. Because I am still in love with you.
I've never forgotten that..
i taste your lips on mine, the smell of rain and dew in your mouth, your warm breath and how it all makes me feel every time i think of you yet we've never physically locked lips
give expression to your tongue, lover
your face still haunts my dreams. ill be tainted by you for the rest of my life. and i never, ever regret it. not even for a second. at least you love me in my dreams.
I hope you read this cause I think that if you just wanted to write to one person you wouldnt have a blog. i think that you want people to read this because if you didnt you wouldnt be posting it out into the world. i like your writing i just dont get why your blogging it and then saying people dont get it and this is just for one person when its on the internet. just one insight.
i like your writing though.
For the Anonymous above:
Clearly you have never heard of I Wrote This For You. It is aftter all, a project, dear sir. I'm just sayin.
i hope it's me he's thinking abt.
I believe that we all have an image of perfection, because we all are so imperfect. So when I kiss that imperfect "YOU" I am kissing the perfection that isn't you.
To the Author:
You should really consider publishing this amazing project. I spent the past couple of hours reading through the archives and what you have here is very valuable, very special. I would love to own it in hardcover.
oh. this is sad.
Well it sure ain't the colonel, but this is finger lick'en good indeed.
Can you give a clue about how to make life hurt less? I feel like I'm falling apart.
i like this:)
I love this
If it weren’t for you, he would have been everything I could have ever needed. You. I don’t know how to explain your presence. You throw everything off. And it’s in the most amazing way imaginable.
I couldn’t bear the fact that the last words you had heard from me had not been “I love you”...
Because of all the millions and millions of words I can write, of all the countless thoughts I can communicate…of all the bullshit in between…of all the lost translations and vague hopes that inevitably cling to the distance between heart and hand and paper…there are only three words standing in the shadows of these lines. The truth can only be seen once there is nothing left to gain from its telling. Because of all the words I say to you, those are the truest.
Because if I could wake up next to you every morning and tell you I love you…that would make me happy.
Because this is the way it should have been from the beginning. Because you are all of this to me, and more. Because if I choose anything, if I choose anyone, it will always be you. It always has been.
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