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be random what is now when is then where is email who i am how it is why it is leave a note? share me, share you make me smile thank you other journals (of course I should be sleeping) (what's life got to do with it?) about me (too much to know at once) friend? (tic tic tic, toc) BE MY GUEST (BOOK) << MISSING �SOMETHING? >> the bottom line who can when i had the time the first of december (has another song) what i do < ? me # > < ? harrychapin # > < ? Random Acts of Journaling # > < ? Poetic Voices # > < ? The Write Club # > < ? Nights Awake # > < ? Fluid # > < ? Adopted # > < ? Childlike # > < ? Poets-Muse # > < ? Five Hundred # > < ? As You Wish # > temporary place holder ()))CRAYON-BOX)))> published blogmad! varb? �2015 CANDOR COMMUNICATIONS IF YOU WANT TO USE THE WORDS FOR ANY REASON TALK TO ME |
I'd rather be dreaming I am sorting through the scraps of paper, the handwritten notes to myself and to you... I am reading through the jumble of words I typed without e or d or random other letters and trying to make some sense of it... I am having fun learning about my new old laptop and wondering if the excrutiating laments I wrote through painful fingertips while my old laptop was dying are worth sharing anywhere (even, well, you know)... but I do wish to find and share what belongs here in this place...
and I'll give you some of mine we will never be apart if we erase every line put your faith within your soul and your love within my hand give away every control and then understand that's what love is about letting the inside out putting aside all doubt that's what love is about bring me something from your mind something uniquely you secrets no one else can find things only you know as true put your body next to mine and be as still as you can fall asleep to wake up and then understand that's what love is about letting the inside out putting aside all doubt that's what love is about how many times have you found yourself wondering why some people say hello while thinking goodbye how high is the sky where your heart can fly will you go on loving after we die? that's what love is about letting in, letting out letting come, letting go when your heart's true you know that's what love is about letting the inside out putting aside all doubt that's what love is about yeah, when all is said and done, when I am alone, I could be lonely... but I'd rather be dreaming previous - - - - - - - - next - - - - - - - - comment? - - - - - - - -
I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |