iLoveYouWithaKnife
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Mar 30, 2002
- Messages
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I can't even begin to say what this all will mean,
all these endless hours of painting...
something perfect for us to call ours....
finally, right?
Why does it seem though,
as if it really doesn't matter.
Just going there for something new to do
when we feel like it.
Perhaps Sunday afternoon...
when the bars are less empty,
and so are our pockets.
And our friend comes by
just as we are talking about nothing.
And we'll sit outside together
and look into the sun and the bright blue sky
As if we will never see it again.
Chug our beer, pass that bowl
And even if we never witness this again,
there'll be no tears.
No words to say, nothing.
Because it really can't get better than this:
Even though every single one of us
is completely speechless.
Maybe it's the essesiance of beauty
that can't be talked about.
It's something mental we share.
even though there are no words exchanged
it's that single stare, into space or where
it doesn't matter, where you are looking
i'm looking there too
just through different eyes.
I don't know if we'll be here tomorrow
or what this will all turn to mean.
there's just something about this moment,
that's why i can't turn
to leave.
i don't know what it is,
or what it will all turn to mean.
I can't say i really like it
But i am enjoying it.
I don't know why.
maybe i just can't begin to imagine
starting this all over again.
waiting to get to the point
where I need not say anything at all.
and you dont' have to ask.
cause it will be the same answer.
I am here because i want to be.
I'm sure there's somewhere else i could go.
but why...
would i want to.
i dont' want to have to find that point again
where i don't have to say a thing.
to the point where i have to explain.
you know the deal,
what's up.
that it's you i want.
and you ask me why,
when there's someone better.
maybe.
Maybe there isn't.
But there's two sides to that ya know?
there's probably *most likely* someone
better for you.
why not go find
them?
i won't go...
cause i'm not giving you up.
No way.
You are what I want.
I'm sure of it.
And you keep making me reassure you of it.
How much more reassurance do you need?
There's only so many different ways you can say it.
And i'm at the point where I can't explain it anymore,
so i can't anymore.
I'm not being rude.
You just need to understand it.
I love you.
Point blank.
I don't know what brought us to preschool together,
or further through grade.
I don't know what brought you to,
that stupid work place.
I don't know why I convinced my roommate,
to drive to that house party 5 years ago,
and then where ever after that....
i don't know why your family keeps bumping into mine.
Or even why for that fact,
I went to that party where Mike Meyers was spinning,
to see you promoting at the end...
I had pink hair then, and my eyes were rolled back in my head...
to many pain killers and ativans that night,
could you possibly expect me to go there with those two,
and be completely straight?
I don't even know why I only talked to the one that drived,
a few times after that,
but when we went out one night to the diner,
he aske me if i knew you...
I was like what? I've known him for longer than you could imagine....
You wanted to get into touch with me....
I don't know why I wasn't at the store when you called,
or why no one answered at your house when i called you.
I don't know why when i tried calling director assistance I couldn't get the last name of your mom's husand.
I don't know why when you tried calling director assistance you spelled my last name incorrectly.
But something made it happen.
I don't know why,
or what it was.
Why do you think we ended up together that night?
I told you my intentions.
Maybe you couldn't believe that was all i wanted.
i was a bit hurt when i found out months later...
that you felt bad... and thought you should ask me out.
And that's what started our relationship.
I felt even more bad,
after I found that out....
because i really didn't want anything serious.
Just something for that night...
which well, happened.
But then we had fun chillin'
and i thought why not?
What the fuck more damage could it do?
And now
I don't really know why
but i don't feel hurt anymore
about anything.
There's something that made this happen
and maybe one day
there'll be something that takes it apart.
But for the moment,
let's be glad
that we have each other
until we part.
*smooch*
all these endless hours of painting...
something perfect for us to call ours....
finally, right?
Why does it seem though,
as if it really doesn't matter.
Just going there for something new to do
when we feel like it.
Perhaps Sunday afternoon...
when the bars are less empty,
and so are our pockets.
And our friend comes by
just as we are talking about nothing.
And we'll sit outside together
and look into the sun and the bright blue sky
As if we will never see it again.
Chug our beer, pass that bowl
And even if we never witness this again,
there'll be no tears.
No words to say, nothing.
Because it really can't get better than this:
Even though every single one of us
is completely speechless.
Maybe it's the essesiance of beauty
that can't be talked about.
It's something mental we share.
even though there are no words exchanged
it's that single stare, into space or where
it doesn't matter, where you are looking
i'm looking there too
just through different eyes.
I don't know if we'll be here tomorrow
or what this will all turn to mean.
there's just something about this moment,
that's why i can't turn
to leave.
i don't know what it is,
or what it will all turn to mean.
I can't say i really like it
But i am enjoying it.
I don't know why.
maybe i just can't begin to imagine
starting this all over again.
waiting to get to the point
where I need not say anything at all.
and you dont' have to ask.
cause it will be the same answer.
I am here because i want to be.
I'm sure there's somewhere else i could go.
but why...
would i want to.
i dont' want to have to find that point again
where i don't have to say a thing.
to the point where i have to explain.
you know the deal,
what's up.
that it's you i want.
and you ask me why,
when there's someone better.
maybe.
Maybe there isn't.
But there's two sides to that ya know?
there's probably *most likely* someone
better for you.
why not go find
them?
i won't go...
cause i'm not giving you up.
No way.
You are what I want.
I'm sure of it.
And you keep making me reassure you of it.
How much more reassurance do you need?
There's only so many different ways you can say it.
And i'm at the point where I can't explain it anymore,
so i can't anymore.
I'm not being rude.
You just need to understand it.
I love you.
Point blank.
I don't know what brought us to preschool together,
or further through grade.
I don't know what brought you to,
that stupid work place.
I don't know why I convinced my roommate,
to drive to that house party 5 years ago,
and then where ever after that....
i don't know why your family keeps bumping into mine.
Or even why for that fact,
I went to that party where Mike Meyers was spinning,
to see you promoting at the end...
I had pink hair then, and my eyes were rolled back in my head...
to many pain killers and ativans that night,
could you possibly expect me to go there with those two,
and be completely straight?
I don't even know why I only talked to the one that drived,
a few times after that,
but when we went out one night to the diner,
he aske me if i knew you...
I was like what? I've known him for longer than you could imagine....
You wanted to get into touch with me....
I don't know why I wasn't at the store when you called,
or why no one answered at your house when i called you.
I don't know why when i tried calling director assistance I couldn't get the last name of your mom's husand.
I don't know why when you tried calling director assistance you spelled my last name incorrectly.
But something made it happen.
I don't know why,
or what it was.
Why do you think we ended up together that night?
I told you my intentions.
Maybe you couldn't believe that was all i wanted.
i was a bit hurt when i found out months later...
that you felt bad... and thought you should ask me out.
And that's what started our relationship.
I felt even more bad,
after I found that out....
because i really didn't want anything serious.
Just something for that night...
which well, happened.
But then we had fun chillin'
and i thought why not?
What the fuck more damage could it do?
And now
I don't really know why
but i don't feel hurt anymore
about anything.
There's something that made this happen
and maybe one day
there'll be something that takes it apart.
But for the moment,
let's be glad
that we have each other
until we part.
*smooch*
