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"Ooh you draw such pictures in my head
Ooh with so few words I know what you said
Until the time comes
To carry the one
Make that dream real
And be sure it stays done
So let that thought
Bloom in your mind
A vision that's caught
Never left behind
You should just give me a call
You should just give me a call
I think about you much more than I should
Now there's a structure nothing had once stood
No more bluffing it's cards on the table time
What it must be we will take it as a sign
So just give me a call
So just give me a call
Sunset and my love left me winter and I'm so far
In darkness will it lead me to where the meanings are
I miss and think of you often
No flowers I forgot them
The weather's the same
Nothing happens
No love's a hard lesson
Patience and years will refashion
What hours will undo
And circles not yet quite circles
Somehow close true
I keep on hearing the things that you said
I keep on feeling you go straight to my head
No more bluffing it's cards on the table time
What it must be we will take it as a sign
So just give me a call
So just give me a call
I call you up but you won't talk to me
No space for words there's just no room
I drift away but you pull me in
I'm the ocean you're the moon
Ooh how do I know if it's just me
Sometimes I think that it must be
You gotta know you can trust me
I think about you much more than I should
Now there's a structure nothing had once stood
No more bluffing it's cards on the table time
What it must be we will take it as a sign
So just give me a call
So just give me a call
So just give me a call"
Have you ever thought of a person and found yourself struggling to breathe? What do you do? How do you stop thinking about someone that seems to consume every thought and piece of you? How do you do that? Everybody says that time will fix this, but I can't see that happening. Like they say, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder.". I think I might have spelt 'Absence' wrong, I'm not sure though...but! What can't I see it as a summer fling that went on longer than it should have? A hook-up that went wrong and feelings were caught. Why can't I see it as those things? Why do I have to see it as so much more? Why won't my heart just let it go? Why is it that every time my phone rings, my heart skips a beat and I hope? I'm sure everyone is tired of hearing about this, and I don't blame them. I'm tired of it too. I just..I don't know. I just don't know anymore. I have no control over this and I think that's what's killing me.
In other news, I've been watching Kill Bill too many times. How do I know this, you ask? I'll tell you how I know this. I know this because now I'm dreaming about it. This is out of control, but I can't help it. I love that movie. It's so damn good. I play it while I'm studying because it's awkward if I don't have the noise there. Maybe this is a sign? Lets hope so because I've already signed up for karate and kung-fu classes. I'd like to see someone try to steal my phone again 6 months from now. I just have one thing to say, bring it bitches, bring it on...
I'm off to watch Kill Bill. Much love. Actually, I gotta work on some school stuff, so yay!
BUT! Before I finish this, I want to leave you guys that read this with some quotes from a book I just finished reading. I read "The Five People You Meet in Heaven" by Mitch Albom this weekend and I was so moved by it. The whole book was incredibly moving, but the following things touched me immensely. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
* "No story sits by itself. Sometimes stories meet at corners and sometimes they cover one another completely, like stones beneath a river."
* " "..there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind." "
* " "I figure it's like in the Bible, the Adam and Eve deal?" the Captain said. "Adam's first night on earth? When he lays down to sleep? He thinks it's all over, right? He doesn't know what sleep is. His eyes are closing and he thinks he's leaving this world, right?
Only he isn't. He wakes up the next morning and he has a fresh new world to work with, but he has something else, too. He has yesterday."
The Captain grinned. "The way I see it, that's what we're getting here, solider. That's what heaven is. You get to make sense of your yesterdays." "
* " "That's the thing. Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're really not losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else." "
* " "So why am I here?" he said. "I mean, your story, the fire, it all happened before I was born."
"Things that happen before you are born still affect you," she said. "And people who come before your time affect you as well.
We move through places every day that would never have been if not for those who came before us. Our work-places, where we spend so much time-we often think they began with our arrival. That's not true." "
* " "Learn this from me. Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves." "
* "People say they "find" love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes may forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a certain love. And Eddie found a certain love with Marguerite, a grateful love, a deep but quiet love, one that he knew, above all else, was irreplaceable." "
* " "Lost love is still love, Eddie. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
"Life has to end," she said. "Love doesn't." "
Ooh with so few words I know what you said
Until the time comes
To carry the one
Make that dream real
And be sure it stays done
So let that thought
Bloom in your mind
A vision that's caught
Never left behind
You should just give me a call
You should just give me a call
I think about you much more than I should
Now there's a structure nothing had once stood
No more bluffing it's cards on the table time
What it must be we will take it as a sign
So just give me a call
So just give me a call
Sunset and my love left me winter and I'm so far
In darkness will it lead me to where the meanings are
I miss and think of you often
No flowers I forgot them
The weather's the same
Nothing happens
No love's a hard lesson
Patience and years will refashion
What hours will undo
And circles not yet quite circles
Somehow close true
I keep on hearing the things that you said
I keep on feeling you go straight to my head
No more bluffing it's cards on the table time
What it must be we will take it as a sign
So just give me a call
So just give me a call
I call you up but you won't talk to me
No space for words there's just no room
I drift away but you pull me in
I'm the ocean you're the moon
Ooh how do I know if it's just me
Sometimes I think that it must be
You gotta know you can trust me
I think about you much more than I should
Now there's a structure nothing had once stood
No more bluffing it's cards on the table time
What it must be we will take it as a sign
So just give me a call
So just give me a call
So just give me a call"
Have you ever thought of a person and found yourself struggling to breathe? What do you do? How do you stop thinking about someone that seems to consume every thought and piece of you? How do you do that? Everybody says that time will fix this, but I can't see that happening. Like they say, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder.". I think I might have spelt 'Absence' wrong, I'm not sure though...but! What can't I see it as a summer fling that went on longer than it should have? A hook-up that went wrong and feelings were caught. Why can't I see it as those things? Why do I have to see it as so much more? Why won't my heart just let it go? Why is it that every time my phone rings, my heart skips a beat and I hope? I'm sure everyone is tired of hearing about this, and I don't blame them. I'm tired of it too. I just..I don't know. I just don't know anymore. I have no control over this and I think that's what's killing me.
In other news, I've been watching Kill Bill too many times. How do I know this, you ask? I'll tell you how I know this. I know this because now I'm dreaming about it. This is out of control, but I can't help it. I love that movie. It's so damn good. I play it while I'm studying because it's awkward if I don't have the noise there. Maybe this is a sign? Lets hope so because I've already signed up for karate and kung-fu classes. I'd like to see someone try to steal my phone again 6 months from now. I just have one thing to say, bring it bitches, bring it on...
I'm off to watch Kill Bill. Much love. Actually, I gotta work on some school stuff, so yay!
BUT! Before I finish this, I want to leave you guys that read this with some quotes from a book I just finished reading. I read "The Five People You Meet in Heaven" by Mitch Albom this weekend and I was so moved by it. The whole book was incredibly moving, but the following things touched me immensely. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
* "No story sits by itself. Sometimes stories meet at corners and sometimes they cover one another completely, like stones beneath a river."
* " "..there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind." "
* " "I figure it's like in the Bible, the Adam and Eve deal?" the Captain said. "Adam's first night on earth? When he lays down to sleep? He thinks it's all over, right? He doesn't know what sleep is. His eyes are closing and he thinks he's leaving this world, right?
Only he isn't. He wakes up the next morning and he has a fresh new world to work with, but he has something else, too. He has yesterday."
The Captain grinned. "The way I see it, that's what we're getting here, solider. That's what heaven is. You get to make sense of your yesterdays." "
* " "That's the thing. Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're really not losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else." "
* " "So why am I here?" he said. "I mean, your story, the fire, it all happened before I was born."
"Things that happen before you are born still affect you," she said. "And people who come before your time affect you as well.
We move through places every day that would never have been if not for those who came before us. Our work-places, where we spend so much time-we often think they began with our arrival. That's not true." "
* " "Learn this from me. Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves." "
* "People say they "find" love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes may forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a certain love. And Eddie found a certain love with Marguerite, a grateful love, a deep but quiet love, one that he knew, above all else, was irreplaceable." "
* " "Lost love is still love, Eddie. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
"Life has to end," she said. "Love doesn't." "