i love you
and
i love us
and
i'm excited
and stuff
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This blog contains mostly my poetry and a few thoughts from time to time. The thoughts will be entered when and wherever I feel necessary to keep things in proper order. Thoughts and things not belonging to me will be denoted with asterisks. Poems will be archived by the date which they were written, not by that which they were posted. I tend to update things a month or few after being written so as to keep current issues from wandering unattended around the web.
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[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]
“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
This Love Thing
I like you quite a lot.
And I love you.
However, I believe,
I am falling in love with you
much more than ever
has been before.
It really is somewhat
disgusting to my brain,
this whole love thing.
But you make me happy always;
just to be around you,
and in your presence.
I'm enamored,
absorbed,
addicted
to who you are.
And exceptionally content
to call you mine.
And I love you.
However, I believe,
I am falling in love with you
much more than ever
has been before.
It really is somewhat
disgusting to my brain,
this whole love thing.
But you make me happy always;
just to be around you,
and in your presence.
I'm enamored,
absorbed,
addicted
to who you are.
And exceptionally content
to call you mine.
Together
I like you quite a lot
And I love you
However, I believe
I am falling in love with you
much more than ever before
It really is somewhat
disgusting to my brain
You make me happy always, anyway
just to be around you,
in your presence
I'm enamored,
absorbed,
addicted
to who you are.
Occasionally it brings thoughts of
marriage, houses, money,
our lives as one
and perhaps producing more.
And I stop.
PAUSE.
We're so young. So much life left.
Neither of us are prepared for anything more.
But I still like to fantasize
that we'll be together from here and beyond.
And I love you
However, I believe
I am falling in love with you
much more than ever before
It really is somewhat
disgusting to my brain
You make me happy always, anyway
just to be around you,
in your presence
I'm enamored,
absorbed,
addicted
to who you are.
Occasionally it brings thoughts of
marriage, houses, money,
our lives as one
and perhaps producing more.
And I stop.
PAUSE.
We're so young. So much life left.
Neither of us are prepared for anything more.
But I still like to fantasize
that we'll be together from here and beyond.
Labels:
contentment,
happiness,
life,
love,
relationships,
time
Friday, June 06, 2008
fragment of happy memory
long distance romance.
cross country travel.
sketchy bus stop.
watch him get off.
hide my face.
waiting. gets his luggage.
comes my way.
lame attempt to conceal my glee.
puts his luggage down.
smiles at me.
stand awkwardly for a moment.
lean against the car.
talk for a while.
sky looks like rain.
brilliant blue eyes stare at me.
can't stand it any longer. embrace.
don't want to let go.
squeeze tighter. both laughing.
break apart.
radiant, cheesy smiles.
first drops of rain.
we had better go.
cross country travel.
sketchy bus stop.
watch him get off.
hide my face.
waiting. gets his luggage.
comes my way.
lame attempt to conceal my glee.
puts his luggage down.
smiles at me.
stand awkwardly for a moment.
lean against the car.
talk for a while.
sky looks like rain.
brilliant blue eyes stare at me.
can't stand it any longer. embrace.
don't want to let go.
squeeze tighter. both laughing.
break apart.
radiant, cheesy smiles.
first drops of rain.
we had better go.