Wednesday, March 23, 2005

The Blower's Daughter

I miss somebody.

Pretty ridiculous, since I saw him on Saturday, Sunday, Monday and even yesterday.

Just one of those random pangs of yearning. Actually I wouldn't call them random, they're not.

Was thinking back about the huge quarrel we had last week. You've got an incredible amount of patience, even when I refused to budge or even listen to you. And you knew just how to get through to me. Through the thickness of the walls I raised against you, you reached back to me. You sent me a song, a hauntingly honest song.

And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

When everything was silent in the early hours of the morning, when only my spirits were racing at a dangerous low. This one song made me call, for the very first time. Knowing full well that I
wouldn't ever give this up. And from another part of the same song, I found my reply..

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to leave it all behind?

-You had me at hello.


Laid bare at 7:57 pm
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