Jun 29, 2004 21:39
I wish i had brought an umbrella and left my guitar at home, it was my babe that i wanted to see tonight... Oh well these things will happen, the wrong choices... well, not so much wrong, but choices which lead away from the desired outcome. I didn't even get to play my guitar because of the dark stormy clouds. At least this thursday i get to spend the night at the beach with my babe and relax under the stars. Maybe one will fall down beside us and i could place it on her finger along with the other rings she holds in her grasp, tokens of people who have left their mark in her mind. I would leave her the stars so when she looked up to the cosmos on all those cold winter nights in Montreal, she will see me in the constalations looking for her big bright eyes. I'd be abosorbed into them and warm her from inside, heated like a long hug and touch her like a simple kiss on the lips, shivers would be replaced with relief.
In your eyes, those are the lyrics i hear right now. Fitting that they play as i write about them. I'll leave it at that, hopefully you call me so i can speak to you tonight while in a semi-aware state of what i am saying. Your voice is relaxing and comfortable.
Hi Paulina, Yeah i know i'm all sappy but what ever. I'm over it.