Jan 27, 2006 00:05
"You'll discover that real love is millions of miles past falling in love with anyone or anything. When you make that one effort to feel compassion instead of blame or self-blame, the heart opens again and continues opening."
Despite being called a whore today no thanks to Tristan finding out that people called me one when I WASNT....
...I think I'll open up now.. I've never actually done this before come to think of it. I've never been interested in someone enough. But you're so perfect.... everything I've looked for. I sit and stare at your face that makes the craziest little boy faces while you sit and wait for your music enterance. You mouth moves back and forth as though it's restless... your feet tap like a drummers would.... your funny little pencil shoots up and down as you keep time like a miestro... haha you even bobble up and down on the fast paced songs. But I know you feel the music.... when you sing.... when you run your hands along the piano.... haha when you let me lead warmups even when you know how to play the piano and I don't. Paint me please. Capture my everything on the tip of your brush. Draw my eyes.... because I want to see what you see. You are simply beautiful and I don't know why but you absorb my mind.