Dream Life

The aura of resturant and each lyrics of song make me fall in love with him. He even not have any single glnace over me , but i was keep staring at him. At the time im imagining that he was singing for me and we were all alone in there. I was so lost in moment that i start to feel like that he comes walking towards me and his hands around my waste , but suddenly my dreamy picture shatter as i was pushed my someone, but still i thanks to crowd .                             I cant be angry but to thanks to person whoever pushed me .Because he hold me from side and i just passed smile. Without any further moment I just hold his hand tightly and start leading him to more crowd . He get the idea that i was taking him to dance floor and pull me back and muttered in ears that he can't dance. But i was badly want to dance at that moment , i the one who pull him closure by saying no worry i can. And just by saying this wo...

                                       I want routine with you. I want waking up in a morning to the sun shining or the rain pouring with you, I want home  with you. I want late night tv and too much to drink with you. I want slow dancing in our living room. in our house, in our home with you. I want you.

                                        I have many sides but which one is the                       original? I go by many different names but which                         one is mine? I hear so many voices my own was lost in                the echo's years ago My memories feel like that of a stranger's  I can't seem to remember people I'm                  supposed to know I feel like I'm going crazy yet to others it's                     all just a show My heart is going numb from all the pain                    it feels constantly And it seems that the more I'm searching,  Th...

                                                 It's been a while since words have found me,    the time between - you'll come and go;    I'd grown to love the sun around me,    I've been a stranger to my woe. It's been so long since there was silence,    all around me, your voice had rung;    like a bird who sings, to greet the morning,    to tell you that the day has come.   It's been some time since I've felt lonely,     like a book that is, no longer read;     the darkness lingers on, without you,     it fills my empty heart with dread. It seems an age ago, since you have left me,     time has filled me, with words unsaid;     as the sadness seeps into me slowly,     and I am left to face the night ahead.

                                           I love him and he loves me. We spend every moment together. When sleep parts us, we often meet in our dreams. I like to take naps throughout the day. Like a cat, he says. He is a cat person. He thinks my eyes are beautiful and strange. He has never seen eyes like mine up close before. He says they look at him with daggers when he has done something wrong. Like when he forgets to order olives on my half of the pizza. He thinks I am especially cute when angry. We argue over whose turn it is to put the dvd in the player. Sometimes no one wins and we end up watching bad TV. Which is never really a bad thing. He never imagined he would be with someone like me. But now he says , he can't imagine himself with anyone else.

                              The night is come, but not too soon; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or heaven But the cold light of stars; And the first watch of night is given To the red planet Mars. Is it the tender star of love? The star of love and dreams? Oh no! from that blue tent above A hero's armor gleams. And earnest thoughts within me rise, When I behold afar, Suspended in the evening skies, The shield of that red star. O star of strength ! I see thee stand And smile upon my pain; Thou beckonest with thy mailed hand, And I am strong again. Within my chest there is no light But the cold light of stars; I give the first watch of the night To the red planet mars. The star of unconquered will, He rises in my chest. Serene, and resolute , and still, And calm, and self possessed. And thou , too, whosoe'er thou art, That readest this bri...

                               Love blurs you vision but after it recedes , you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever's  been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbles fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of thing  you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future.

                                I don't know what it is like to love someone, who the world tells me I am not supposed to love. I can't imagine how hard it must be to love someone I am afraid to kiss on the street . But I do know what it like to love someone who I cannot be with. I know how it feels to have my brain tell me one thing, and my heart another. To live with the knowledge that if circumstances had been different, I would be with the one I love. I do know there are all kinds of barriers to love. I do believe the world needs less of them.

                                           Do you know when you've lost something - like your favorite t-shirt or set of keys- and while looking for it, you come across something else you once missed but have long since forgotten? Well whatever it was, there was a point where you decided  to stop searching, maybe because it was no longer required or a new replacement was found. It is almost as if it never existed in  the first place - until that moment of rediscovery, a flash of recognition. Everyone has one- an inventory of lost things waiting to be found. Yearning to be acknowledged for the worth they once held in your life. I think this is where I belong- among all your other lost things. A crumpled note at the bottom of a drawer or an old  photograph pressed between the pages of book. I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you.

                                        I barely know you , she says, voice heavy with sleep. I don't know your favorite colors or how you like your coffee. What keeps you up at night or the lullabies that sing you sleep. I don't know a thing about the first girl you loved , why you stopped loving her or why you still do. I don't know how many millions of cells you are made of and if they have any idea they are part of something so beautiful and unimaginably perfect. I may not have a clue about any of these things but this- she places her hand on his chest - this, I Know.

                                          The moon has always been the ocean's most jealous lover. But every time he has tried to fully control her tides, She has turned into a terrible tempest and broken through his chains with such fury, only allowing him the illusion of control on her smallest, weakest tides Woman , you are the ocean. And no one, not even the moon itself is allowed to control your glorious, beautiful tides.

                                     She speaks to me fondly of passions and talents, guitars and stars, and apologizes for speaking at all. All because somewhere in her life, someone she loved broke her heart by ignoring her beautiful words and telling her to  shut up, keep it down, nobody cares.

  WHEN I'AM                                                                                            Not Pretty but not Ugly. Not Smart but not Dumb. Stay at Home type but also Love Going Outside to Hangout. Know how to Dress but also Such. Very Friendly Doing Texting but very Shy IRL. Funny but Boring. Confident but also Insecure. Strong But Weak. Feel Happy but Cry without reason Need Someone but want to be Alone.

  Maybe, it's the way you say my name Maybe, it's the way you play your game But it's so good, I've never known anybody like you But it's so good, I've never dreamed of nobody like you And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine                        'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine                                       And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile Wishing on dandelions all of the time Praying to God that one day you'll be mine Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time I think that you are the one for me                                       'Cause it gets so hard to brea...

                                            Every night i kept on thinking about so many things and the most about i can everything better and beautiful with sometime lovely plus romantic. But by every morning destiny planned something different for me. Like every morning destiny surprise me with shocking reality. Reality to which im always running away but somehow i understand, that it would never ever possible for me to leave this behind.  My whole day passed with so many efforts to run away from harsh reality to putting so many efforts to drag it to the nearest better and comfortable world but , this long night turned out to be just like a spring or elastic which comes to earlier stage when you drop it. Ahhh.... I hate it...I hate it more everyday. But im human and when i see some people are so related to me, so neither i have any choice nor im allowed to stop.  Wit...