Tuesday, June 8, 2010
The Tracks Go On Forever
I never sat down and decided to become a story.
I just wanted to tell one.
I never wanted to be thought of as special.
I never set out to help people or make them feel better.
I just needed you because I felt alone.
I never wanted any credit for the way you feel.
I just want you to know.
Written by Me at 12:54 PM
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I just need you because I can never go back to the days of not knowing you. I just love you because I do. I just want you to know - I hope the tracks that go on forever include the two of us, together.
they do ... go on forever.
Happy Birthday Ian, and thank you for bringing back the comments :)
This forced delurking. Sadly I do not have words to express what I felt. Just that there really are angels on earth. No matter how much we want to call them 'humbugs'.
Nice, nice, most enjoyed...
Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need. - Kahlil Gibran, Lebanese artist & poet in US (1883 - 1931)
your story?! just know that you have helped all of us just as much as you helped yourself. you might not have wanted any credit, but it sure is deserved :D
I miss your happy prose. These are beautiful, beautifully heartbreaking. please be happy soon.
These have changed my life.
I believe I owe you a Happy Birthday wish? Couldn't find my password ;`) Please also have a wonderful year :-)
This... is beautiful. Thank you.
I never wanted this world.
I just needed you.
Yes, comments are back on :). Whatever your reason, I'm just glad you are here. Thank you Me and Happy birthday Iain :)
happy birthday Iain.
i hope you know how you make people around the world realize that life is still beautiful.
thank you =)
I'm so happy you found me (us)
Influential Individualism <3
fly you gross old bat.
You can go on the track forever, it will still not help her guitar playing. She never could play.
Why are fat girls so mad? Do they want to eat us?
Happy belated birthday. I just browsed through the site again after a long while and a lot has changed - in terms of you have gotten A LOT more popular! :)
Happy birthday Iain !
in my world that would never happen
there is so much space on it <3
and people don't have the shame
Sometimes I listen to your song just to hear your voice.
What do you dream? If you could have anything, what would you want? Would your track diverge with mine? If you could sit down to the blank page, and write down the words to the story the way you wish it would unfold, what would you write? I want to hear it, I want to see it. Tell me how you would write me into your story, if at all. Create that wish. If I could see it, if I could read it, I would do everything within my power to ferry your wish to God’s ears.
We have already merged into the same track. There is no going back. We both know this.
What would I write? What do I dream? How would my story unfold?
My answer is: You, only with you.
You would come to me. You would close your eyes and listen to my voice. And I would close mine and listen to yours. You would allow us a chance to be...to finally be.
You have me. I am yours, only yours. This heart, its yours.
The rest is resolving itself.
And...ditto (just for good measure) :)
I have a plan, are you planning too? And what is it? If I make room for you, if I make my here, your here, will you make room for me?
I find you blog very inspiring and ur words having a deeper meaning than they seem..keep writing coz there many like me who want ur inspiration..
good afternoon love...
So my love, tell me what your plan is...
If you can't be anonymous here, be anonymous here: firstname.lastname@example.org
Because I am Yours, only yours.
And I want to hear your wish, from you.
From your lips to God's ears, love -
What makes credit deserved? You, dearest... You've started something that heals. I can't pinpoint it for you. Maybe its how I aspire to write even a quarter as well as you. Maybe its the beauty and eloquence of your words. Maybe its how I see pain and hope laced into each letter on my screen. Thank you.
I loved you before I knew you and now I've found you. The tracks were always there I was just walking beside them instead of riding on them.
because you give me a sense of peace. of contentment. of joy.
i just recently found this. recently found you. who ever you are, where ever you are...it's true that we're not alone. someone somewhere feels the same, or goes though the same, if not similar things. it's strange how your words feel like my own (not to say i'm taking them or anything) just that they feel so mine, they say and describe the things i feel with the words i can never find. so many people thank you, not that i don't. but i'm glad you are able to do what i can't. speak with words that get to people. that got to me.
who are you?? The more i read, the more I wanna read...
I'm human too
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