Running Up That Hill....
I recently heard this song again... Sung by someone else..... A band I kinda like... but never got... till now.
Because the song... written and released when I was in High School. ( At my most confused about me.... about my desire... and how I never got women...) I just didn't LISTEN to....I couldn't identify with... Artsy girls that I carried torches for, for so many years loved this song - pure proof that women grow inside faster, earlier than men do... if we do at all.
I had to hear a man sing it.....
to identify with it... and it's clearer... the words, written by a woman but secondly, sung by a man.. voices' how I wonder about women... The deepest question i ask...
WHAT do you feel?
How do you fee ?
How do you love me if you did at all...Especially when I think of the women I'm attracted to ( of course... I'm single...still after all these years ) I felt you... I know what I know about how I felt about you singly. Each moment I loved you. - in fact on some level with each of you... maddeningly... I can't escape what I felt, how I felt. Those moments replay inside me prodding me.. pushing me..scaring me.
This wonder....Which haunts me.... Still...But, I've never really thought... ( Although... I'll admit... I hoped... Prayed... fantasized...) that you might do the same in your minds... in your hearts... in your centre. Want me.... just a bit... Love me.... Loved me... But, how?
And I hope with courage I can use this knowledge... see it when it sings to me.... to bring us closer....Because that's what I want... and sometimes I sense.. You want that too...when I'm confident.
I recently heard this song again... Sung by someone else..... A band I kinda like... but never got... till now.
Because the song... written and released when I was in High School. ( At my most confused about me.... about my desire... and how I never got women...) I just didn't LISTEN to....I couldn't identify with... Artsy girls that I carried torches for, for so many years loved this song - pure proof that women grow inside faster, earlier than men do... if we do at all.
I had to hear a man sing it.....
to identify with it... and it's clearer... the words, written by a woman but secondly, sung by a man.. voices' how I wonder about women... The deepest question i ask...
WHAT do you feel?
How do you fee ?
How do you love me if you did at all...Especially when I think of the women I'm attracted to ( of course... I'm single...still after all these years ) I felt you... I know what I know about how I felt about you singly. Each moment I loved you. - in fact on some level with each of you... maddeningly... I can't escape what I felt, how I felt. Those moments replay inside me prodding me.. pushing me..scaring me.
This wonder....Which haunts me.... Still...But, I've never really thought... ( Although... I'll admit... I hoped... Prayed... fantasized...) that you might do the same in your minds... in your hearts... in your centre. Want me.... just a bit... Love me.... Loved me... But, how?
And I hope with courage I can use this knowledge... see it when it sings to me.... to bring us closer....Because that's what I want... and sometimes I sense.. You want that too...when I'm confident.
lenii:
oh i love placebo
and running up that ill is a beautiful song
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meshell:
hah ya that was me at nuba I love that place! my bf and i were just walking around trying to make a plan.. i was called and given the option to work at the restaurant which i should have done but... it was nice to be treated to dinner and a massage for V day.. all things in our relationships considered. were you there on a date?