My Suomilainen.
bright lights
city lights
dark black moonless nights
sleepless thinking-of-you nights
pointless flights
international flights
seeing sights
our passion reaching new heights
sensual delights
my love for you it ignites.
iloveyoustill.
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You're Just A Memory Now. Sometimes the wind brings a lingering scent. I catch a hint of your cologne and the memories come crashing back like a tidal wave, assaulting my mind with images of you. Like the beating of a doves wings, a summer wind, the gentle lapping of waves upon a shore, a memory of a feeling is all that remains.
Your little quirks were so endearing. I miss your smile every day. You said you loved my smile. You rarely see it anymore. Playing our song brings tears to my eyes. I play the angry music to keep the demons/memories at bay.
It seems that the third time wasn't the charm. I wish I could go back to when you and I were "we". I feel empty. They say you never forget your first love.
Put on a brave face, girl. No one wants to see you like this. Try to remember what colour his eyes are- it's important. When will this end? When will I feel again?
You are the last piece to the crazy mixed-up jigsaw puzzle that is my life. Please make me perfect again. Put me back together like Humpty Dumpty. Sew me up like a surgeon. Fix my problems like a psychiatrist. Love me like you used to.
Band-Aids only do so much.
city lights
dark black moonless nights
sleepless thinking-of-you nights
pointless flights
international flights
seeing sights
our passion reaching new heights
sensual delights
my love for you it ignites.
iloveyoustill.
----
You're Just A Memory Now. Sometimes the wind brings a lingering scent. I catch a hint of your cologne and the memories come crashing back like a tidal wave, assaulting my mind with images of you. Like the beating of a doves wings, a summer wind, the gentle lapping of waves upon a shore, a memory of a feeling is all that remains.
Your little quirks were so endearing. I miss your smile every day. You said you loved my smile. You rarely see it anymore. Playing our song brings tears to my eyes. I play the angry music to keep the demons/memories at bay.
It seems that the third time wasn't the charm. I wish I could go back to when you and I were "we". I feel empty. They say you never forget your first love.
Put on a brave face, girl. No one wants to see you like this. Try to remember what colour his eyes are- it's important. When will this end? When will I feel again?
You are the last piece to the crazy mixed-up jigsaw puzzle that is my life. Please make me perfect again. Put me back together like Humpty Dumpty. Sew me up like a surgeon. Fix my problems like a psychiatrist. Love me like you used to.
Band-Aids only do so much.
i like it
Yay!, February 3rd, 2010 at 10:54:10am
Nice.
Skippy., February 1st, 2010 at 01:42:36am
i like this
a lot.
Joshua Gayward., January 31st, 2010 at 06:56:12pm
interesting. creative. great metaphors.
SARAnade, January 31st, 2010 at 06:42:19pm
erm... hun, i think you mean "suomalainen" not "suomilainen"
princess consuela, January 31st, 2010 at 05:28:51am