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please, let me forget you….cause somehow i see me still being with you in the end. and it drives me crazzzzzyy. *sigh. your so bad for my own good.
Rihanna - We Found Love (Official Video) ft. Calvin Harris (by RihannaVEVO)
The Intro. This Video. “we found love in a hopeless place.”
Maroon 5 - Never Gonna Leave This Bed (by Maroon5VEVO)
*yeah. I think of him when i hear this song. Big whoop. -___-
So if I asked you about art, you’d probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life’s work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I’ll bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You’ve never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you’d probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can’t tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You’re a tough kid. And I’d ask you about war, you’d probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, “once more unto the breach dear friends.” But you’ve never been near one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I’d ask you about love, you’d probably quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn’t know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms “visiting hours” don’t apply to you. You don’t know about real loss, ‘cause it only occurs when you’ve loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you’ve ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you… I don’t see an intelligent, confident man… I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you’re a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart.
typically you’d be the guy that i’d ignore. the guy i’d pay no attention to what so ever. but since we have some sort of history its hard not to laugh when you smile at me and im not trying to chance anything with you right now nor at any moment in my life. i just think its funny how after all this time we were standing next to each other for a moment again in time. and yet you have me staying up late wondering when your gonna call the next time. or why you always stare at me or look for me across the room. and then i think to myself maybe you shoulda been the one i gave my heart to. or maybe i just shoulda been with you when i had the chance…Damn.
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