~Fleeting moments in composing,
Furiously the lyrics are flowing.~
-Delila
It seems that once again life has shown me another beautiful thing the inside pages of a person held together by humble bidings, a person who is more than a cover and a title. i find it so refreshing to meet people who are down to earth and know that what they have had to be earned. That earning something take time and effort, hard work and perseverance. i've made a friend Audio Tom, and he happens to be quite a nice fellow: his quirks and smirk can win a heart: he wears neon green instead of sunshine yellow. i love you.
i loved a guy on the train the other day for near an hour. he made me laugh. he made me smile. he spoke of love, dance, art, family, sparks, and love some more. he is in love with life and only 24. he seems passionate in only a way that this French Colombian man can be. a mixed breed with green eyes, sandy brown hair, tan skin, and fine lips for a man. he says he falls in love daily and i for one believe him. it isn't one of those fake or cheesy or perverted lustful loves either. he falls in love with life and with the word love itself. i have never had a more perfect train ride in my life than the one i spent with him. i'm glad that he was captured by my, "powers of magnetism" or so he called what drew him to converse with me. He told me so much about himself in such a short amount of time, and i cannot wait to write as much of it as i can remember in my journal or in the book i am writing. train man jon i thank you for showing me a new type of love. i hope you paint, juggle, do splits, play music, and dance. you have a beautiful spark. i am happy to have momentarily shared love with you. i loved you.
"there are so many types of love, i have never felt before"-Delila
i am finding that there are really so many different types of love. i am seeing love in an all new way and have been since this year has started. it's exciting and crippling all at once this new discovery in this old as earth feeling: LOVE. i am disappointed that the English language has only one form and one way of saying I love you for all the different types of love felt. i hope each person knows in which way i love them. "those three words aer said too much but never enough"(?), i hope anyone who reads this can begin to understand that when i write of someone why i say, i love you. i can never espress those feelings and emotions enough. also, today i'd like to say i love myself. (as a side note, love is not the only emotion i have. eventually just not in this blog i will write about feelings such as anger, rage, greed, jealousy, and etc... so please refrain from calling me a hypocrite. i know there is more than love when it comes to emotions, i just don't want to dwell on those feelings for as long as i want to dwell on love and happiness.)
i guess i should inform whoever happens to read my blog that i take the train often, and enjoy talking to people on the train. i find it so surprising how nice people can be if given the opportunity to show it. most of the people i will blog about i will never blog about again, because i will probably never see them again. life is full of moments, and i happen to be enjoying them (especially on the train).
Ethan Win It, i am now going to be posting some of my little hurried scribbles that you thought i should post on my blog. thank you for helping me find the courage to post my almost poem like feelings. i love you.
~Within every moment there is a chance,
Sharing simple smiles with every glance.
I hope you don't mind when I stare,
I can tell you aren't unaware.~
-Delila
If anyone cares to know who any one of my poems is about to feel free to ask me. if you want the full story behind any one of my poems feel free to ask me that as well.
~I stare at her.
He stares at me.
We stare at him.
He is seeing the unseen,
From behind the see thru looking screen.~
-Delila
Plain White Tom [(I follow his blog and I recommend you to check it out) i love you] has made it very clear to me that METH is becoming a pretty big problem and is swallowing people whole! Devoruing friends, family, and lovers as entire beings. Spread the awareness it's a killer of people not all physically either, i mean it mentally kills people we care about. so don't try it, if you are using it quit it right now ( if you need help quitting find a way to contact me or got to PWT), and if someone you know is using METH help them get off it. Don't lose yourself or loved ones to a cheap yet vicious drug.
I'm learning the language of silence. Being silent is probably one of the most difficult things for me to do. I have a terrible time keeping quiet. Yet, i have met and am well acquainted with one of the most silent people next to a mute as almost humanly possible. I find Make It Jake fascinating. in silence he says more and less to me than i know what to do with. Make It Jake also typically has only one facial expression... Talk or better yet said NOT talk about making things difficult. I want to say thanks tto you Make It Jake for choosing your words more carefully than others do and for thinking about the consuquences of your word choice. I really do appreaciate it, also thanks a ton for helping me slow down and think about the words i do and do not want to say. I don't want the subtext of my text to ever be misunderstood. I love you.
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