Melancholic Derivations

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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