To Be With You (All Over Again)
honestly, if you’re wondering
I am simply terrified
of the thunderous love in your eyes
of the rapturous rose thorns piercing my side
to tell you the truth my dear
to hold your hand would be a leap of faith
and in the worst case if my resolve were to break
What lonely soul would be willing to take my place
Lost in your absence, darling im not sure you know
the waves play a loving song,
drawing me closer to you
with every crashing note
Promise you’ll love all of me
Promise me i’ll have all of you.
Uno, dos
Day 2 of these Christmas. Another sleep in, another run, another shower and feeling refreshed again. To my dismay, the pantry and fridge are devoid of food and i’ve had to make do with the sandwich Mama left me for lunch.
I really hope the holidays aren’t as tedious as these past two days. On the positive side, however, these days home alone have given me a lot of time to think, not necessarily about anything important, but just things. Likewise on the opposite side of the spectrum, it’s made me very lazy and bored.
YouTube and Kongregate are getting boringgggggggg as is facebook. I honestly wish something interesting would happen so i’d have something to write about. Sorry guys.
Schoolyard Games.
Found this. It’s not mine.
- g: I have a confession to make.
- d: What?
- g: While you were gone –
- d: Yeah…
- g: I pulled our seats closer together.
Hello Holidays
Yep. First day of holidays. My alarmw ent off at 6:15 and i got straight up and went for the door, but then in my haze of a state i was like
“HOLIDAYSSSSSS”
and went straight back to bed. It’s currently 10:23am on a Wednesday morning and I’m bored as hell. I have nothing planned for today except maybe going for a run for an hour or so and watching T.V.
These holidays I’ve made the decision to start blogging again. I mean why not. http://riveranton.wordpress.com has been sitting around dormant lately and it’s about time i jump start le project (that’s what the french call it).
This time of year, being Christmas holidays, has really allowed me to reflect lately. I recall a year ago is when so much happened. I’d like to think of them as the good old days, even if they were only 12 months ago. I miss them. As in i really miss those holidays. I especially miss a friend i made during this time. I met her through my blog actually And we just clicked. But all of a sudden I lost contact with her. She was a good friend.
To be honest, I’m not really looking forward to these holidays. I’m not too keen on being bored for 2 months but hey we’ll see what they have in store.
So anyway, consider this the first post in a series of posts that are to come in subsequent days. Assuredly, It’ll be a journey. Hopefully one that I’ll enjoy (and later,miss,) as much as the last.
Snippets #4
i was born and raised
to kiss your crying face
and to hold your trembling hands
Im a creature of folly
and God knows
that i believe this is meant to be
My heart has skipped a beat so many times
That i should be dead
and if that’s the case
This moment may as well be
Heaven
Snippets #3
And when we met
My heart fluttered like a thousand butterfly wings
Father told me you were just looking for trouble
and Mother said I reminded her of Her.
Never giving a damn about what Father said.
Snippets #2
So i dreamed quietly that i’d save you
though you didn’t need saving
And that we’d fly together
though you had already written down the drunken anecdotes of Europe
like rainbow waterfalls cascading down her face against the back drop of a lonely smile .
She’s a wildfire that cannot be extinguished .
the silent light amidst a mid winter’s fog.
She is Her. She is Beautiful. and I Love Her .
Snippets #1
Her love is like the sand
endless
but the tighter i try to hold on
the more it trickles through my fingers
Her love is like the summer
unforgettable
but when i step away from the comfort of her arms
I burn, I blister and sometimes I just can’t sleep
