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(Tuesday, April 21, 2009-)
+11:16 PM]*
# les miserables-
a beautiful song, from the play Les Miserables. i am suddenly reminded how much i used to like lit
I Dreamed A Dream (Les Miserables)
I dreamed a dream in times gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung
No wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed.
the story ends like this;
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(Wednesday, April 08, 2009-)
+1:49 AM]*
# friends-
haiz. it seems to me, more nowadays than ever, that others affect my mood more than I'd imagined. I used to think I had grown to be able to shut these kinda things out, that I really didn't need anyone to be a pillar of support, or to lend a listening ear.
yet, it seems that I've been considering the way others feel and react in so many of my decisions everyday, and more importantly, I'm wondering what they'd think of me if I did do something wrong. or right for that matter.
I realised that I really do miss old friends, and I really ache for friends who I could have grown closer to, and long for some friends to feel the way I do about them, hoping that they appreciate me as much as I do them.
it's never easy, having these bonds. They tug and strain at our souls, threatening to snap our heartstrings, but it is also through them that we are strengthened and empowered, and only through them are we able to truly live. Kinda like a mother's umbilical cord that feeds her baby, huh.
am reminded of a song, a dear friend once showed to me. it's a sweet, melancholic song, a refreshing change to the garbled noise that populate our airwaves nowadays.
Falling in love in a coffeeshop- Landon Pigg
I think that possibly
Maybe I'm falling for you
Yes
There's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you
I've seen the paths that your eyes wander down
I want to come too
I think that possibly
Maybe I'm falling for you
No one understands me quite like you do
Through all of the shadowy corners of me
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop I love so much
All of the while I never knew
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop I love so much
All of the while I never knew
I think that possibly
Maybe I'm falling for you
Yes
There's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you
I've seen the waters that make your eyes shine
Now I'm shining too
Because
Oh
Because I've fallen quite hard over you
If I didn't know you I'd rather not know
If I couldn't have you I'd rather be alone
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop I love so much
All of the while I never knew
I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop I love so much
All of the while I never knew
All of the while
All of the while it was you
You
You
You
the story ends like this;
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