You've got a bad case of being over there. The only cure is being over here.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
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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.
Please come home. Please come home to me.
This made me smile. c:
breath in the air
you took from me.
Yet getting warmer...
Too bad that the cure is nearly impossible to obtain.
this is adorable.
mine's going to be-- I've got a bad case of being here. The only cure is being over there..
thanks for this. i felt it was written for me. keep up those powerful compositions :)
Over here, next to me.
Where the darkness won't feel so alone.
I tried as many times as I could. Everytime you proved me wrong. I wish you could have let me stayed or at least given me an answer.... Help me find the old ME back.
my situation, right now .. exactly this.
I've searched high and low, season after season for my elusive cure. The search continues… XO
Bending down to place my hand
on amber trails
the distance from here to
gray hopeless nights colored with
tears so hot I could feel them on
my face in the steaming shower
(because this was the only place
I could cry)
the most truthful letter I could
have ever written,
words I have needed to say to you
the distance to
a bright unabashed daring to hope,
a deluge swelling into the sky,
breaking prayers open
has been disbelief,
a refusal to believe because
sometimes its scary to hope
especially when the only way
to get over you
is to make all of these
soft places you love, hard...
Please come over here.
How did you know that this is exactly what I am feeling like right now.
Take me with you. Me.
I had a bad case of you. Or did you miss that?
but when i fell in love with you
you were everywhere.
I like how you write this the day after I send my girlfriend overseas for 2 weeks. I agree completely.
stay there, I'm coming to you
I love your words.
so vague! do you mean to suggest the cure is one of us being here and the other being over there?
Your over there..And I'm over here..Join me and we can both be cured..It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone..This is just more scar tissue built up..I hope you see these and you'll always know that I'm right here for you and will always be no matter what happens. I love you and that will never change. My arms will always be open for you and only you.. Let me know you still need the cure of being over here one day..Somehow..let me know...
The cure is here ,though not quiet sure it is your cure .
nor is it ever wanted from me .
Know I still love you ,though not quiet sure you feel the same of me .
Over here is not where I want to be ,with you is where I want to be ,though it is not me ,you want .
so there is no cure that shall be ,to me
I still am in Love with you ,though taken me quiet time see the reality of the Truth ,though know it's to late ,as your last words ,spoken told me ,it was forever gone .
I need the cure of being with you ,Though what you want is me
not sure me is what you want or me is a cure
"Bending down to place my hand
on amber trails"
Who posted this? It's just beautiful, Anonymous, but it was mine first.
I'm waiting for you. Yet you never come.
Please come back :(
A normal conversation. Such a simple, commonplace human interaction. A beginning; the first encounter. But we are well beyond that space in time. A normal conversation. I have so many things I want to ask and say. Amber trails… such a familiar adjective and absolute music to my ears. You are beautiful to me. I want nothing more than to be there, with you. But I would never impose. The health of our malleable togetherness is your choice to make… I am confused. The signals are so often murky. Know that I love you. It is only with reluctance that I stay here and wait for you to come to me. In actuality. "No place like home."
Fear, doubt, that's all you've been given me. Don't think that you are making me a better person. I can never be with the way you have been treating me. Maybe someday I see you again, we can get this straightened out...in the mean time, What would like me to do? I'll do what you say.
Bitter sweet love.
Your plan didn't work. I failed at your test. Do me a favor, admit it.
Wow your blog is amazing, beautiful. x
Did I ever mention that all of my sighs are for you?
Beautiful writing as usual. Really hit my chest.
I'm so sure, that if we had the opportunity to spend one day together, we'd fall horribly in love.
i hope you're feeling better & please tell your friend that his photography is mesmorizing.
I'll see you in the sky above,
In the tall grass,
In the ones I love.
My You could never impose. This hand has been outstretched to him for years. Where did we meet? What was I doing when we first met? I don't believe you are my You, darling, but I wish you luck on your yellow brick road to whomever and wherever they may be.
Love conquers all. And what it doesn't...isn't worth conquering in the first place.
great words! my fave :)
I can't save myself.
thats why i have you
You made me think such lovely things were possible, I forgot to disbelieve in fairy tales.
Distance is meaningless when you're inlove.
yes.. i just want you next to me.
You want me? Take me. You are too far away. Me.
you couldn't see past the distance, while i blindly believed that one day, everything would be so much better.
i'm afraid that now, i'll never know.
Please put your arms around me and keep me warm because I am freezing to death. My lips are blue and I'm numb. Hurry.
You worried about me today. Tomorrow will be the same. You know where to find me. In my dreams. I love you.
Right here is where I want to be. You know my heart like the back of your hand.
You're right here in the heart.
Like a cloud of warmth wrapped around me.
When you think of me I can feel it.
Problem solved. The cure. See you soon.
People call me a liar and a phony. People say I'm able to feel this because someone made me. That is a lie in itself. Truth is these feelings began happening to me before anyone knew. Well maybe you knew. You've always known. I follow the signs. All I've ever looked for was true love. I can't help it I'm a complete romantic. I have a true heart. You don't like when I cry but my tears are made of pure happiness. Me.
Listen my love. Me.
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