busting out some poetry Pablo Neruda style
you need to read this...its fucking brilliant *holliballas*
Its translated from spanish so its not exactly right, but whatev
I like it when you're quiet because its like you are not here
And i hear you far away, and my voice cannot touch you
It appears that my eyes have tricked me
And it seems like a kiss closed your mouth
When all the things that fill my soul emerge,
the things my soul fills with butterflies of luck
your opinion of my soul and your opinion in meloncohly word
I like it when you're quiet and seem distant
and you complain to yourself, butterfly in a lullaby
and you hear me from a distance and my voice does not reach you
leave me so i may quiet myself with your silence
let me talk also with your silence
clear with one light, simple with one ring
you are the night, quiet and starry
your silence is like a star, distant and silent
I like it when you're quiet because its like you are not here
distant and painful, like you have died
one word then my smile ends
and i am happy, happy that it is not certain
ON THAT NOTE ILL LEAVE YOU WITH A LITTLE JONI......
"EVERYBODYS SAYIN THAT HELLS THE HIPPEST WAY TO GO OUT...I DONT THINK SO BUT ILL TAKE A LOOK AROUND.."
"I COULD DRINK A CASE OF YOU...AND ID STILL BE ON MY FEET...i would still be on my feet"
im not writing any more