funny..
..how we act like strangers when we meet
very proper, very friendly..
..how you pass the phone to your girlfriend
to give me directions to another man's life..
..how someone else has now taken my place
in your car, in your bed, in your eyes..
..how someone else's hands have taken yours'
over my skin, through my hair, on my lips..
..how i've mastered to live without you
after i breathed only for you..
..how i fucking hate myself
because i still write for you
..how the 20 year old in me is wondering
"what the fuck is so funny??"
very proper, very friendly..
..how you pass the phone to your girlfriend
to give me directions to another man's life..
..how someone else has now taken my place
in your car, in your bed, in your eyes..
..how someone else's hands have taken yours'
over my skin, through my hair, on my lips..
..how i've mastered to live without you
after i breathed only for you..
..how i fucking hate myself
because i still write for you
..how the 20 year old in me is wondering
"what the fuck is so funny??"
posted by Laila K at
04:41
8 Comments:
thank god we're not 20 anymore :)
am I gonna have to kick someone's ass again? yours included?
i wanted to write a poetic line but my nose is stuffy and my brain clogged so i thought i'd whine instead:)
but i will say the pain becomes part of you
ok here it comes:
"I cannot keep your waves," says the bank to the river. "Let me keep your footprints in my heart"
M, yes indeed
thanks alain :)
LC, in fact you wont!
rouba, salemtek zghiri
wow!
laila, this is a great piece.
here is a bit of Longfellow:
"Thou hast but taken up thy lamp
and gone to bed;
I stay a little longer, as one stays
To cover up the embers that still burn."
apricot, yes wow..
FZ, welcome and thank you
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