Monday, December 01, 2008

Loving is fine.

“I’ve been with a lot of girls. Some worth the trouble. Some not. Every now and again there’s one. One you name dumb stars with.”

Just you being there, hugging me, listening to my deepest secret and not judging me meant the world. I love you more than anything. Even though you’re the laziest person I know and sometimes I really want to punch you.

Loving is fine if you have plenty of time for walking on stilts at the edge of your mind.

I don't love me. And that's how I understand why you don't either.

"There are some people who would never have fallen in love if they had not heard there was such a thing."
--Francois La Rochefoucauld

I can’t really offer you much. But I can offer you that empty spot of carpet right next to me. I can offer you late nights, of you and I sitting together. I can share with you my mind, and my words, and my music, and maybe it’ll move you, like you move me.

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