summertime.

the best summer ever; because of you.

My first summer with you, was also the best.
For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like.
I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.

whispers of summer her story friends birdsongs memories sunrays

sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(:

Sunday, November 22, 2009

disjointed images.

spent ages mulling over how to structure this; then i gave up on all the rest and jumped back into my love for pictures.

seven days and seven nights of thunder
the water's rising and i'm slipping under

maybe you never realised, never realised
how much it's draining out of me
the who i used to be

you gave me a rainbow
a psychedelic sunrise

but all it took was for the winds to change
and i'd have seven days and seven nights of thunder
all over again.

only
i'd have no one left to pick me up.

frozen right down to the very heart
overreaction, you say

but if i didn't care
i wouldn't have frozen over
with you.

haven't you, haven't you
heard
that too much fire and too much ice
will just weaken anything at its core

that flowers bleed far more
even as they draw blood from you

that there was a reason
you never endured a blizzard
or concentric rings of flame
like your own?

but i suppose life goes on.

i guess you'll come back and pick me up
someday
my happycat will find his happy back
and then kitty will be fine.

11:35 pm