iLoveYouWithaKnife
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- Joined
- Mar 30, 2002
- Messages
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This feeling is few and far between.
Where the butterflies in my stomach
flutter around so much,
they sweep me off of my fucking feet
with feelings of anticipation.
This is what you do to me.
You always had this way with me
that I never let you know.
It never felt like the right time.
And maybe if I wasn't such
a chicken shit
when we were kids-
the climate would be warm
all year around.
Maybe it would still rain
but I'd have you to help me
hold my head up on
those gloomy, dreary days.
Even though you drift
in and out of my life,
and sometimes my mind-
you always find your way back
to the place in my heart
where you carved your name.
I just happened to notice
a moment too late.
Perhaps if I could believe
that falling in love can exsist,
I would take what I had,
I would take that risk.
-to tell you all of this.
I wasn't left with much.
Just a broken heart
repaired with stitches
that left scars.
And memories I can't erase
even if I tried.
Maybe you were the
love of my life
...the one I let slip away.
I'm sorry you didn't stay.
I'm sorry I'm telling you this
when it's too late.
But sometimes my feelings
get the better of me.
And my imagination runs away
to a different place
where you'd love me, just the same.
We could leave our
over-dramatized lives behind
and you would find
that there's no better place to be
except entangled in my arms.
And if you ever found your way there
I'd never let you go.
It would be this beautiful
fairy tale-
where you would see that
I would live
happily ever after.
But they aren't publishing this
in a children's book
anytime soon.
This shit is too real
that I feel at the moment
to sit on a bookstore shelf,
where people who don't
know how to dream
could read it anytime
they please.
And not understand
a goddamn illustration
my mind drew up
one night thinking of you.
Where the butterflies in my stomach
flutter around so much,
they sweep me off of my fucking feet
with feelings of anticipation.
This is what you do to me.
You always had this way with me
that I never let you know.
It never felt like the right time.
And maybe if I wasn't such
a chicken shit
when we were kids-
the climate would be warm
all year around.
Maybe it would still rain
but I'd have you to help me
hold my head up on
those gloomy, dreary days.
Even though you drift
in and out of my life,
and sometimes my mind-
you always find your way back
to the place in my heart
where you carved your name.
I just happened to notice
a moment too late.
Perhaps if I could believe
that falling in love can exsist,
I would take what I had,
I would take that risk.
-to tell you all of this.
I wasn't left with much.
Just a broken heart
repaired with stitches
that left scars.
And memories I can't erase
even if I tried.
Maybe you were the
love of my life
...the one I let slip away.
I'm sorry you didn't stay.
I'm sorry I'm telling you this
when it's too late.
But sometimes my feelings
get the better of me.
And my imagination runs away
to a different place
where you'd love me, just the same.
We could leave our
over-dramatized lives behind
and you would find
that there's no better place to be
except entangled in my arms.
And if you ever found your way there
I'd never let you go.
It would be this beautiful
fairy tale-
where you would see that
I would live
happily ever after.
But they aren't publishing this
in a children's book
anytime soon.
This shit is too real
that I feel at the moment
to sit on a bookstore shelf,
where people who don't
know how to dream
could read it anytime
they please.
And not understand
a goddamn illustration
my mind drew up
one night thinking of you.
