antidote for loneliness
04-24-2005, 05:59 PM
1. Words spoken are deepened with elegance
With each breath it takes to lift my feel from
Aged wrecked emotion with memories left behind
From love left on paper kept for somebody to uncover
2. Still I cannot see you I can feel you near
Didn't stray far from where I thought you would
Minutes ago it was your love lying here beside me
Though now you're gone it was to close for comfort
3. My hands trembling amongst the loneliness
I feel for you all of the dispersed tears I weep
Unkindly it feels so much less delicate and elegant
Than before, it meant a feeling much more pretty
4. I will carry on not holding on my heart but a raging
Emotion jotted down on fading tearstained paper
Such lust was written to declare memory in love
For you, such a sadden when you dampen thoughts
5. And the memoir signifies its insignificance in your eyes
To me the ink written words mean a mirror of love
And I will be just fine if you won't accept our feelings
And it's okay if the eminence declines with passing time
6. Memory has lost its worship in a sweet exchange for lust
Such love was belted out in forever care for your presence
With your beautiful longhand writing spread across the page
It separates as it bleeds from the everlasting tears I cry
you're either saying wtf or saying that you get it. well ill explain it to you now that yove read it over.
1. Ok this verse means the words i say are meaning something more and whatever im feeling feels elegant and it takes a lot of pain and time to get over past memories when i look at old letters and papers.
2. i cant see him but i know he isnt far away. i didnt think he ran away as far as i thought he would, he just left minutes ago and i liked it when he was there but when i got thinking, i realized that he was "too close for comfort"
3. my hands were trembling....shaking as iwas crying that he is gone, and everything i experienced felt less delicate and pretty than it use to stated in the first verse
4. i wont hold my heart in my hands and go through sorrow but ill actually look at the good things by reading the paper that i kept. it was origionally supposed to go to him (the paper) and its sad when he dampens thoughs ..aka when he makes me cry.
5. the things that i kept mean nothing to him. but to me it stands for our love that we have and i dont want to get rid of it because it would be getting rid of our relationship. and its ok if he doesnt feel the same way as i do and if his feelings disappear over time but i want to always remember what it means.
6. the memories were an expression for love but now theyve changed to lust because he doesnt feel the same way as i do. a lot of time and care was put into everything that i kept. his writing was beautiful as it was written nicely accross the page but it begins to bleed (the ink) with my crying tears.
ok i showed this to my friend and she didnt get it. neither did my sister. how can i re-write this in a way that it still expresss the same thing but has the same sort of feel to it? and do you think you would have understood it if i didnt explain it to you??? i liked this at first and i understood because i wrote it, and i thoughti t was really good, the best i have done so far... it and thought it made sense ..but once people didnt understand what it was about i questioned if it was as good as i thought it was. so i guess i need your guy's help.
With each breath it takes to lift my feel from
Aged wrecked emotion with memories left behind
From love left on paper kept for somebody to uncover
2. Still I cannot see you I can feel you near
Didn't stray far from where I thought you would
Minutes ago it was your love lying here beside me
Though now you're gone it was to close for comfort
3. My hands trembling amongst the loneliness
I feel for you all of the dispersed tears I weep
Unkindly it feels so much less delicate and elegant
Than before, it meant a feeling much more pretty
4. I will carry on not holding on my heart but a raging
Emotion jotted down on fading tearstained paper
Such lust was written to declare memory in love
For you, such a sadden when you dampen thoughts
5. And the memoir signifies its insignificance in your eyes
To me the ink written words mean a mirror of love
And I will be just fine if you won't accept our feelings
And it's okay if the eminence declines with passing time
6. Memory has lost its worship in a sweet exchange for lust
Such love was belted out in forever care for your presence
With your beautiful longhand writing spread across the page
It separates as it bleeds from the everlasting tears I cry
you're either saying wtf or saying that you get it. well ill explain it to you now that yove read it over.
1. Ok this verse means the words i say are meaning something more and whatever im feeling feels elegant and it takes a lot of pain and time to get over past memories when i look at old letters and papers.
2. i cant see him but i know he isnt far away. i didnt think he ran away as far as i thought he would, he just left minutes ago and i liked it when he was there but when i got thinking, i realized that he was "too close for comfort"
3. my hands were trembling....shaking as iwas crying that he is gone, and everything i experienced felt less delicate and pretty than it use to stated in the first verse
4. i wont hold my heart in my hands and go through sorrow but ill actually look at the good things by reading the paper that i kept. it was origionally supposed to go to him (the paper) and its sad when he dampens thoughs ..aka when he makes me cry.
5. the things that i kept mean nothing to him. but to me it stands for our love that we have and i dont want to get rid of it because it would be getting rid of our relationship. and its ok if he doesnt feel the same way as i do and if his feelings disappear over time but i want to always remember what it means.
6. the memories were an expression for love but now theyve changed to lust because he doesnt feel the same way as i do. a lot of time and care was put into everything that i kept. his writing was beautiful as it was written nicely accross the page but it begins to bleed (the ink) with my crying tears.
ok i showed this to my friend and she didnt get it. neither did my sister. how can i re-write this in a way that it still expresss the same thing but has the same sort of feel to it? and do you think you would have understood it if i didnt explain it to you??? i liked this at first and i understood because i wrote it, and i thoughti t was really good, the best i have done so far... it and thought it made sense ..but once people didnt understand what it was about i questioned if it was as good as i thought it was. so i guess i need your guy's help.