La Vita Bella

14 August 2009

have you ever been in love? horrible isn't it? it makes you so vulnerable. it opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. you build up all these defences, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... you give them a piece of you. they didn't ask for it. they did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. love takes hostages. it gets inside you. it eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. it hurts. not just in the imagination. not just in the mind. it's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. i hate love.

- Neil Gaiman





"Don't let the imaginary person in your head keep you from
with the real one right beside you."

                         Why do I love him?
               Do I love him?
                                                            Is it just the thought of him?

               A childhood dream-- come to  life in the form of rainy day roadtrips and a shared love of perfect rhythm.


12 August 2009

You Make Me Feel

In the car with you. Jamming to Hall & Oates. Knowing that despite their cheesy lyrics, neither of us will be able to get that silly, catchy song out of our minds for the rest of the night. I don't ever want it to end.

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