Dreaming of you is a gift in the night I feel your touch again And remember what has since been lost
The wrongs of the past are forgotten in there When I hold your arm and call you mine
I look deep in your eyes Hear your light airy laugh Feel your hand in mine Your warmth as we embrace How your head fits in my shoulder And your arm around my waste How it feels to with you And the warmth our spark kindles …kindled
Sometimes I wish we could live in dreams But what’s in our minds are a fantasy of light A swirl of things we wish had been A thing that never will be
My head is spinning With a million words I could say I could fall and spill it all Telling you everything I feel and think Just like I’ve done before With all my worries As you’ve washed them away But this time it’s different
I’ve felt myself slipping Away on the coldest days But in my weakest moments You’ve never let me go
That’s why each night I hope I’ll see you the next day Because you’re something special to me
So when I trip and fall And you pick me up Don’t hear me when I whisper “I love you” But know it’s true I wouldn’t change a day of tears If I could have you.
I found my favorite part of life: in all its randomness and uncertainties, we always find our favorites along the way and we personalize those for ourselves.
It's lovely; we take our own scraps from everything -- may it be genre of movies, delicacy, fragrance, people -- piece them together, then own a wholeness that we are.
Although, wholeness is just a euphoric concept; Some people may feel it, many may be patiently building theirs. Being complete is a great feeling but it's ceasing life. Be quirky and wanting -- this is the beauty of life, after all.
I love listing my favorites as much as waiting for the new ones.
This is inspired by the time in the past that I was told I will always be his favorite girl. That could change, but I so appreciate it.
i get so lost in tomorrow i keep forgetting this is exactly what i wanted. i become myself and become myself til i blister - it hurts but it's me. i shed my skin, bite my tail, and never learn. i dig my nails under my face and chase something i'll never earn.