You're the only one they ever loved, the only one that cared.
You're the only one that ever mattered, the only one there.
You are the only one.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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17 comments:
Sometimes it's lonely being the only one, wish you were here.
exactly how i feel right now. :)
well of course I am.
similarities don't really matter.
what's in my soul cannot possibly be found somewhere else.
so thank you for reminding me that I was, am and always will be the one.
It's always been You! How often must I tell you?
You were the least important, but the most confusing. Fitting into my psychotic equation too well, I took on the simple and made it complicated. So unimportant that it became important to show how unimportant you really were. It takes 2 to play these games and you were the only one to play as headstrong as myself. I don't care, you don't care. I took my assumptions and ran, you took yours and watched in utter amusement I'm sure. I may be a dreamer, but I know the realism of what it was. We shared nothing, except a paradox of contempt/admiration. She loves me, she loves me not. Why would I care? Why would you care? I wasn't looking, I wasn't waiting. These things just happen, they can't make themselves up. I don't need any explanations, I don't need to further explain. I don't want you, you don't want me. I'm just too curious for my own good, got myself in deep. I was only after the truth of the matter, nothing more. Nothing to lose, except my own mind. You were the least of my delusions, but the most of my confusion. I care too much about not caring. I've figured it out. I'm just an ignorant asshole ;)
This is my last transmission, goodbye and good luck.
the necessary one :)
I'll wait as long as necessary for this person.
I don't care if I have to wait 10 months, 10 years, or 10 decades. I will wait for them.
this one is so so so sweet
thanks for sharing
GOD bless and a wonderful day to all!
Let me see if I can get this straight… No. I don't believe you. There is more to it than that. I know all about that great big hungry ego; but I know equally as much about your overall character. There is only kindness and generosity at your core and that is partly why I love you. Want to hear more? Stay tuned, love. Wish you were here.
One more transmission.
I saw you today, as I was driving to my new job. You were on the other side of the street in your car, you didn't see me. My first thought was "I hate you."
I haven't seen you since you know when.
I say goodbye and you reappear the next day, I can't make this shit up.
I love to hate. I hope I never see you again, but fate is a big ol' bitch.
To the dear person who writes IWTFY
please write like you used to
this post was nice, just nice
Before, your posts used to leave me with an unbelievable feeling. I'd sit in my chair for sometimes half an hour, refelcting on what you wrote. Your words were incredible; they had such power. I hope you find your inspiration again, so you can write like you used to.
This post was nice, just nice.
@anon write like you used to. Pain can't last forever.
You are the only un-real one.
What am I gonna do
Can't stop thinkin about you
Every time I walk away
The echo comes back...stay, stay~
I hear you in the frequencies
Echoing down the distances
Calling me back, calling me back
And I turn around to say..
I Love you~
There's no getting around it
Even tho' I'm walking away
Can't close my heart & mind to it
The echo comes back...stay, stay~
I feel you in the frequencies
Echoing down the distances
Calling me back to you
I turn to hear you say..
I love you~
N.Ali 24/09/2010 evening.
What am I gonna do
Can't stop thinkin about you
Every time I walk away
The echo comes back...stay, stay~
I hear you in the frequencies
Echoing down the distances
Calling me back, calling me back
And I turn around to say..
I Love you~
There's no getting around it
Even tho' I'm walking away
Can't close my heart & mind to it
The echo comes back...stay, stay~
I feel you in the frequencies
Echoing down the distances
Calling me back to you
I turn to hear you say..
I love you~
N.Ali 24/09/2010 evening.
yup, that's him.
I wanted to tell him:
I'm in love with you.
But I didn't.
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