Is this really real?!!
"I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new . . ."
It's still so surreal to me that I am living on my own with the man that I love - although, at times, it seems like he isn't there. I can see him, he can see me, but his thoughts are assunder in some far away place I could never be . . . cause he won't tell me and I could never find it if I tried.
"Cause in my head theres a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where theyre far more suited than here . . ."
I opened a window yesterday and the sun rays just filled the room up like a neo-blast explosion. I layed there in my bed - the little crest where he used to lay still warm from this morning - I thought of all the places we would go. Or where I would be left behind one day.
"I cannot guess what you discovered
Between the dirt with our homes cut like shovels
But I know one filthy hand can wash one anothers
And not one speck will remain . . ."
I am a fool. A fool in-love with a feeling. (Never thinking, always feeling.) Last night, I realized I was alone. Alone in the peril of some reoccuring nightmare of loss. Cause I never really have what I want - only the image, the thought - the real thing is miles from here. In some other bed, in some other room, with some other heart that does not love him too.
"I cant believe its true
That there are holes left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me to
So powerless I hold you near
Cause youre the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere . . ."
All I wanted was this to be real. That I could wake up every day with a smile on my face and a warm hand in mine. Kisses to bring up a great day, . . . . 'where soul meets body' in the most beautiful way.
So I'd never have to look again.
. . . . to wish impossible things . . .
. . . it makes my mind hurt.
"I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new . . ."
It's still so surreal to me that I am living on my own with the man that I love - although, at times, it seems like he isn't there. I can see him, he can see me, but his thoughts are assunder in some far away place I could never be . . . cause he won't tell me and I could never find it if I tried.
"Cause in my head theres a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where theyre far more suited than here . . ."
I opened a window yesterday and the sun rays just filled the room up like a neo-blast explosion. I layed there in my bed - the little crest where he used to lay still warm from this morning - I thought of all the places we would go. Or where I would be left behind one day.
"I cannot guess what you discovered
Between the dirt with our homes cut like shovels
But I know one filthy hand can wash one anothers
And not one speck will remain . . ."
I am a fool. A fool in-love with a feeling. (Never thinking, always feeling.) Last night, I realized I was alone. Alone in the peril of some reoccuring nightmare of loss. Cause I never really have what I want - only the image, the thought - the real thing is miles from here. In some other bed, in some other room, with some other heart that does not love him too.
"I cant believe its true
That there are holes left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me to
So powerless I hold you near
Cause youre the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere . . ."
All I wanted was this to be real. That I could wake up every day with a smile on my face and a warm hand in mine. Kisses to bring up a great day, . . . . 'where soul meets body' in the most beautiful way.
So I'd never have to look again.
. . . . to wish impossible things . . .
. . . it makes my mind hurt.
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mineux:
i was listening to that song today and thought of you 
sillyzebra:
thanks for listening ... 