"Another turning point - A fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test and don't ask why.
It's not a question but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable,
But in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time.
Tatooes of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable,
But in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable,
But in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life..."
Greenday said it best. This song is too amazing to not have a blog post dedicated to it.
It's the story of friends. Of life. The story of my life. And of yours. The story of everybody's life. We're all figuring it out and we all have our battles. Our memories and our futures. I hope we don't regret a thing.
From the Sea of Life,
Calli
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
what can I say?
Come, fly away with me. Into the night. Towards the brightest star in the sky we'll fly. That one. That one right there. Away from this crazy mixed up world. Away from all the madness. The hatred. We'll find our own secret place where no one can find us. All our problems will melt away. Because we'll have each other. And that's all we'll ever need. Come, let us escape reality, and float into a dream...
Wow, where did the summer go? I wish it had lasted longer. It seems like it's only just begun. I may not have had all of the adventures I dreamed of, and finding myself may have proven to be difficult, but I did find something over this summer. Or someone. Yeah I know, I'm being mushy and sappy, but that's what I feel like writing about.
It's hard to believe it's been almost two months. Two months tomorrow. It flew by. But in some ways, it feels like so much longer. Everything is so different. My fear of being alone has intensified. It's weird because I know I'm not alone. I know that. But I've never needed someone so much... (I am not my own, for I have been made new. Please don't let me go. I desperately need you.) [Owl City, Meteor Shower] I feel like such a dork for this, but I'm all about confessions in this blog entry.
I'm a little kid on the inside. Most people get that. I will always see the world with the innocence of a five-year-old. Were it up to me, everybody would be the same way. I never thought I'd find somebody else like that. Somebody who is just as much as a little kid as I am. And then you came along. I'm going to stop before I start sounding like a bad, worn-out love song. I've said before that I don't like not being with you. And it's true. That goes with my being alone thing. Another confession: I'm a very jealous person. I get insanely jealous. I say nothing though, because I don't want to be that girl that makes you abandon the rest of your life for her. No. I'm not like that. I keep it to myself and let it go.
You like to say "I love you more," and I used to not argue. I used to think in my head, "Yeah you probably do." You liked me a long time before I liked you. You figured out that we work before I did. Me? I was too stubborn. But now when you say it I think "No, you don't. You couldn't." But I'll still let you win because it makes you happy. I make you happy. And that's all I could ever ask for.
My favorite part? The part where we're both just little kids. The part where we have fun together. The part where we trust each other fully. But that last part also scares me. You know the most about me. More than anybody else. You honestly know me the best. I love it. Yet I hate it. It makes me feel vulnerable. I hate that feeling. And yet I know it's alright. Everything's alright. Sometimes I don't understand it though. Why you would like me and want to hang out with me. Why anybody would. But I suppose I'll never figure that out, so I'll just let it be one of those unsolved mysteries in life and be happy about it. I am happy about it. Extremely.
As the summer comes to a close, I look back and I'm satisfied with it. And I know it's just the beginning. And now I wonder what the year holds in store for me. For us. What the future holds.
[I feel like I've barely written anything. And I feel like I haven't said what I wanted to say. Hopefully it will come out though. In between the lines somewhere. Hopefully you understand everything I mean. Everything I say. Everything I think. Everything I feel.]
So like I said, let's fly away together. Away from this life. Away from this world. A world full of people who don't know what beauty is. Who have never stared at the night sky. Who have never looked into a person's eyes and seen the world in them. A perfect world. Who don't know the meaning of the word love. But then again, maybe we should stay. Stay and make our peace with the world. Teach them what we know.
Because I have one last confession for you: I'm falling in love.
With life.
With God.
And I'm falling in love with you.
From the Sea of Nonsensical Romance,
Calli
Wow, where did the summer go? I wish it had lasted longer. It seems like it's only just begun. I may not have had all of the adventures I dreamed of, and finding myself may have proven to be difficult, but I did find something over this summer. Or someone. Yeah I know, I'm being mushy and sappy, but that's what I feel like writing about.
It's hard to believe it's been almost two months. Two months tomorrow. It flew by. But in some ways, it feels like so much longer. Everything is so different. My fear of being alone has intensified. It's weird because I know I'm not alone. I know that. But I've never needed someone so much... (I am not my own, for I have been made new. Please don't let me go. I desperately need you.) [Owl City, Meteor Shower] I feel like such a dork for this, but I'm all about confessions in this blog entry.
I'm a little kid on the inside. Most people get that. I will always see the world with the innocence of a five-year-old. Were it up to me, everybody would be the same way. I never thought I'd find somebody else like that. Somebody who is just as much as a little kid as I am. And then you came along. I'm going to stop before I start sounding like a bad, worn-out love song. I've said before that I don't like not being with you. And it's true. That goes with my being alone thing. Another confession: I'm a very jealous person. I get insanely jealous. I say nothing though, because I don't want to be that girl that makes you abandon the rest of your life for her. No. I'm not like that. I keep it to myself and let it go.
You like to say "I love you more," and I used to not argue. I used to think in my head, "Yeah you probably do." You liked me a long time before I liked you. You figured out that we work before I did. Me? I was too stubborn. But now when you say it I think "No, you don't. You couldn't." But I'll still let you win because it makes you happy. I make you happy. And that's all I could ever ask for.
My favorite part? The part where we're both just little kids. The part where we have fun together. The part where we trust each other fully. But that last part also scares me. You know the most about me. More than anybody else. You honestly know me the best. I love it. Yet I hate it. It makes me feel vulnerable. I hate that feeling. And yet I know it's alright. Everything's alright. Sometimes I don't understand it though. Why you would like me and want to hang out with me. Why anybody would. But I suppose I'll never figure that out, so I'll just let it be one of those unsolved mysteries in life and be happy about it. I am happy about it. Extremely.
As the summer comes to a close, I look back and I'm satisfied with it. And I know it's just the beginning. And now I wonder what the year holds in store for me. For us. What the future holds.
[I feel like I've barely written anything. And I feel like I haven't said what I wanted to say. Hopefully it will come out though. In between the lines somewhere. Hopefully you understand everything I mean. Everything I say. Everything I think. Everything I feel.]
So like I said, let's fly away together. Away from this life. Away from this world. A world full of people who don't know what beauty is. Who have never stared at the night sky. Who have never looked into a person's eyes and seen the world in them. A perfect world. Who don't know the meaning of the word love. But then again, maybe we should stay. Stay and make our peace with the world. Teach them what we know.
Because I have one last confession for you: I'm falling in love.
With life.
With God.
And I'm falling in love with you.
From the Sea of Nonsensical Romance,
Calli
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