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May 07, 2005 Unfamiliar Ground I've been silent for the past week or so, mostly because...yes, *gasp*, I've run out of inspiration. It's ironic when you think about it and really quite disconcerting. Lately, I've been feeling displaced, lost, caught in a contiguity of bliss and love. Something I've grown used to not having, something I tossed down the bin years ago. The idea of a concept of true love never eluded me, I always believed in it but felt that perhaps I would never deserve such pleasure. To me, I was only fit to live in darkness and solitude, doomed to wallow in the throes of melancholy and solemn contemplation. Then...she came along. In the movies, the love of the hero's life comes along and revolutionizes the way he lives. In this case, though, she's totally changed my perspectives and focus. It's strange to think that someone as elitist and proud as me would allow a single person to have such an effect on my way of thinking. But it's happened, and it's a reality as undeniable as God. The feeling of satisfaction and content may be a foreign one to me, but it's one I think I may not be undeserving of after all. And it's something that I intend to cherish for as long as I can. Jon Bon Jovi - Thank You For Loving Me It's hard for me to say the things I want to say sometimes There's no one here but you and me And that broken old street light Lock the doors We'll leave the world outside All I've got to give to you Are these five words when I Thank you for loving me For being my eyes When I couldn't see For parting my lips When I couldn't breathe Thank you for loving me Thank you for loving me I never knew I had a dream Until that dream was you When I look into your eyes The sky's a different blue Cross my heart I wear no disguise If I tried, you'd make believe That you believed my lies You pick me up when I fall down You ring the bell before they count me out If I was drowning you would part the sea And risk your own life to rescue me Lock the doors We'll leave the world outside All I've got to give to you Are these five words when I That cool autumn night in Carlton, that beautiful night along the Yarra, all the Thursday lunches and study times. Thank you really. Because you've brought out the best in me, something stuffed so deep down I never thought I'd see. Traveller fell apart at 10:58 AM
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