Saturday, February 19, 2011
my bolding beating heart!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Things I shouldn't forget (but do anyway) when I'm sad:
- the kindness of strangers and the great feelings involved with helping them
- how I love to thank bus drivers
- friendly hockey rivalries
- short elevator conversations- seeing people you haven't seen in a long time and exchanging stories
- planning outings with old friends
- the smell of laundry, who knew that doing chores could smell so good?
- the warming loveliness of mittens on a cold winter's walk
- the great taste of leftover pasta!- movie romances that would never happen in real life, but I secretly hope they do
- that I shouldn't take myself so freaking seriously- if I don't love myself, no one will
- people make mistakes; they also tend to forget about good memories when they're concentrating on the bad ones
- I should wake up and go to sleep loving myself
- and FINALLY:
you never truly lose anyone, not as long as you love them
Losing Love, Hold on Tight.
Last night I was lying in bed and someone in the hall was showering. It reminded me of when I was a kid.
I'd be laying awake in my bed waiting for my mom to finish showering so she could come say goodnight and I could finally sleep. I was at that young age where it wasn't awkward to say "I love you and let Dad know that I love him too." It makes me sad to think that I went through a phase where I stopped saying that I loved them, just because I felt like I had to grow up.
Now I've reached that age where I just can't help but tell the ones that I love how I feel about them. I tell them because I've experienced the feeling of losing someone I love. I guess that's why I'm holding on so tightly to my old love. I have this image in my mind where we were both happy to be talking to each other. And no matter how many times I tell myself how stupid it is to think this way, I can't help but hope deep down he is the same person. I don't want to accept that I broke things beyond repair, I don't want to lose my friend forever, and I don't want to cry myself to sleep because I know I can't do anything to fix this.
I'd be laying awake in my bed waiting for my mom to finish showering so she could come say goodnight and I could finally sleep. I was at that young age where it wasn't awkward to say "I love you and let Dad know that I love him too." It makes me sad to think that I went through a phase where I stopped saying that I loved them, just because I felt like I had to grow up.
Now I've reached that age where I just can't help but tell the ones that I love how I feel about them. I tell them because I've experienced the feeling of losing someone I love. I guess that's why I'm holding on so tightly to my old love. I have this image in my mind where we were both happy to be talking to each other. And no matter how many times I tell myself how stupid it is to think this way, I can't help but hope deep down he is the same person. I don't want to accept that I broke things beyond repair, I don't want to lose my friend forever, and I don't want to cry myself to sleep because I know I can't do anything to fix this.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Tchaikovsky - "None But The Lonely Hearts"
This music reminds me of all of the endings of old romance movies.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
While You Were Sleeping (1995)
"Do you believe in love at first sight? Nah, I betcha don't, you're probably too sensible for that. Or have you ever, like, seen somebody? And you knew that, if only that person *really* knew you, they would, well, they would of course dump the perfect model that they were with, and realize that YOU were the one that they wanted to, just, grow old with. Have you ever fallen in love with someone you haven't even talked to? Have you ever been so alone you spend the night confusing a man in a coma?" - Lucy
Valentine's ;)
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