Do I want to write about how you kiss me?
No.
Do I want to write about holding hands?
No.
Do I want to write about the sweet things you say to me?
Nah.
Do I want to write about how much I hate being away from you?
Nope.
I want to write about the things that don't have words to describe.
I want to write about the butterflies you give me every time I talk to you.
And how I smile every time I see your face.
I want to write about how you take my breath away with the slightest touch.
I want to write about how happy you make me.
The words don't exist, but I can try.
Have you ever been in the back seat of a car and gone down a big hill and got that funny feeling in your tummy?
Have you ever smiled during a movie when the girl finally realizes how much she really cares about that guy next door that has been in love with her since elementary school?
Have ever had the wind knocked out of you and it took you a minute to catch it?
Now imagine the happiest moment of your life, and how you felt right then and there.
Combine all of these things. . .thats what I want to write about. Thats how you make me feel.
Showing posts with label words. Show all posts
Showing posts with label words. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
I want to tell you. . .
Have you ever had so much that you wanted to say, but had too much pride or were too embarrassed to say it? There is soo much I want to say. I'm screaming it in my mind. . .but if you look at me, all you will see is a placid smile. There is so much I want to tell people. . .but I don't. . .I can't? I'm afraid of your response. I'm afraid of how you will judge me. I'm afraid of what you will think and not say. So the words are lost. . .and never spoken. They disappear into emptiness because the words never existed. . .the thoughts might remain but even those will disappear. Nothingness.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Words
I like words. Words are probably the best thing ever invented. Words show personality. Words can cut like razors. Words can also mend any wound just as well. I use words to vent. To talk in code, sometimes that only a few people truely understand, other times only I understand. I have a couple favorite words and I'm sure if Cassie reads this she will know exactly what word it is because I leave her comments of this word all the time :D Some words I dont like. Like faggot. . .that word upsets me. Brok knows this, how many times did I kick you brok? But anyway, back to words. I can use any word I want in my writing and make something beautiful. You might not like it. . .and thats okay. . .because its not for you. "Those who matter won't care, and those who care won't matter." Right guys? and "its the thought that counts." So take your weapons, no put the guns and knives away, and arm yourself with words. Words can really make a person. . .and break them. . .so choose your words carefully. ;) and always use protection.
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