“….you really are an ocean….”
“….your depth, your strength, your unfathomable….”
“….I find myself so afraid of the emotions you stir….”
“….but it is also so true that….”
“….If I opened up completely and gave you my trust, if I let you in, and if I got close, so close….”
“….then I would drown in you….”
“….I can’t help but wonder at such an exquisitely sweet death….”
.x.
.x.
Yes. This is for you….
I have you on my mind now, in fact, I’ve had you on my mind since I saw that song.
Anyone on wordpress might read this but they don’t know me. They don’t know you (so your anonymous). *Sigh….* I guess I don’t even know if you’ll read this when it falls into your email inbox. Will you just delete? I don’t know. But see this is my page. My rules for it are simple. Write the truth. Every poem give it just a little of my heart, let my emotions flow. My page, my thoughts, my feelings, my whirlwind….
Right now my thoughts are wandering down your path, (I’d like to know how they got into a different country since they definitely can’t swim). It’s not the first time I’ve written about you and I guess it won’t be the last….
There’s this saying…. The biggest distance between two people is misunderstanding. That’s certainly true of me and you, we’re both guilty of it, we’ve both done it. (Like today….Sorry….).
You have a type of loyalty from me that most won’t get. You’ve been there through some really hard times with your calm words keeping me going. There is a post on here saved to private for only me to read, where I wrote about just that. I worked it out, R-J wasn’t quite yet 2 when we first started talking. She’s 10 in June. Long time….
As I write this the music that’s playing is not just bleeding into my ears, but bleeding into my emotions, making me think to many different things and making it harder to write. As always…. it’s don’t say to much. But write enough. How can I write enough when I can’t write to much? Well I guess it’s not supposed to be easy.
Here’s what I know. We could speak in the next half hour or at quarter to eleven tonight. We could speak tomorrow or even in 3 days time…. We might not speak for the next week, month, year. It doesn’t matter. We drift and collide…. (have you noticed?). Anyway…. It doesn’t change facts. In me you will always have a friend and I care about you. So stay safe, take care and above all…. What you wrote today…. let it out to someone….Please.x.
PS :- You can’t use those words “I give up”
.x.
.
“….When you have someone on your mind and you feel sad….”
“….But then they send you a message….
You still feel sad but, so incredibly happy too….”
.x.
Right now I crave your words I
crave your words so much,
Anyone else reading won’t understand but you
will see the simplicity behind the tapestry of words and such,
I closed fb and messenger and wordfued
I can’t read,
The only thing keeping me sane is the music
just a hi is all I need,
Why do I crave what is bad for me?
when will I learn?
Are you bad? No your not…. ever
and yet with this crave I burn,
I miss them I
miss your words more than I’ll say,
But I’ll live and I’ll forget in time
and things will go back to how you want….
.x.
Tonight’s playlist….
The album “Chaos And The Calm” By James Bay.
“….My dearest friend, there are times I would sell my soul just to give you a moments happiness….”
.x.
Hey you! Yes you, the one reading this. I’m sending you a hug. Because everyone deserves a hug no matter who they are or where they are in life.
I want to tell you that your cared about. Because no matter how alone you sometimes feel…. There will always be somebody somewhere who is thinking of you, wondering where you are, what your doing, how your doing. In their own way…. They care.
I want to tell you, that I send you a smile. Put it in your pocket for when you need it most, for when you need something/someone, just to lighten the grey a little.
I wish that the rest of your day is the best it can be for you, and that you are given many small moments to smile throughout the rest of your week.
I want you to know that no matter how many obstacles may cross your path, you are far stronger than you realise, and I believe in you.
I wish you rainbows and sunshine. Enough to make you smile. And remember they don’t have to be in the sky…. They could be on bag or a notebook, or even a shop sign or sticker. But where ever you see them, I hope they make you smile, even if only for the briefest of moments.
So I’m sending you another hug and a smile as you go about your day.
Take care.x.
I wanted to write on here….
Write about you and all those words and friendship and how incredibly sweet and kind you are….
But….but….but….
I think I’ll just post a picture instead….
(for P….)
~ Tyst lilla snöflinga…. ~
Hush little snowflake
so gently you fall,
Hush little snowflake
so softly you call,
As all of the snow
falls to the ground,
You are so different
you swirl twirl around,
You follow you captivate
and you dance way up high,
So noticeable you weave
around the night sky,
Dance around the man
who’s walking his dog,
Then wait for them to catch up
you land on a log,
You effortlessly glide
on the wintry breeze,
As the wind ruffles branches
of all the pine trees,
Swirl around the man
and slowly whisper slowly call,
Tell him a secret
just one not all,
Land on his shoulder
a promise of touch,
He is going home with his dog
and that means much,
Float up little snowflake
swirl turn around,
Swirl around the dog make her bark
and jump off the ground,
Dance little snowflake
dance up high,
Sing little snowflake
sing for me
a goodbye….
.x.
For Pelle and Winna,
Thank you for the inspiration.
.x.x.
You tell yourself
that it’s okay,
It doesn’t matter
anyway,
But when all this
comes crashing down,
And it gets so high
that you could drown,
When the thoughts explode
inside your head,
And you start wishing
you were dead,
I’ll be
here,
When you feel alone I’ll be
near,
Whether you want to walk in silence
or you need to talk or off load,
I care about how your feeling
and with you I’ll walk that road,
I’ll stay with you in your darkness
until the sun shines for you again,
I’ll be here when you need someone
i care about you friend….
.x.
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