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Not like the movies

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 17:25:36 GMT

I want love like the movies, simple and sweet
I want grand gestures, promises, surprises and gifts
I want a hero, a charmer, nice and complete
So I want love like the movies, I thought you would be it
But see, love in the movies last only so long
Two hours, that’s all, and life still goes on

Will you let me use you?

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 17:22:54 GMT

Be here for me when I need you, then go when I no longer do.
Only speak when I want you to, Hughes wrote a script for you.
Can you laugh with me and at me - but never enough to hurt?
Teach me beautiful things, then hold me, we'll never be at war.
The fields they have been waiting, the grass become so soft.
We'll paint pictures and stories with the clouds on our palette.
(We'll always go too far)
Sparks will write our story, the end will be read with tears.
But will you let me use you? I won't make it up to you.

2012, please be kind

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 17:08:30 GMT

2011 was the year that Death came to warn us. It was the year you fell ill, my strong pillar of support, my luckless keeper. Finding out about it felt surreal. Too dramatic, and too scary. I tried not to beg in my prayers, I made no bargains with God. I only prayed for it to disappear. You were strong even then. I felt alone in my misery and helplessness, but you fought bravely and never showed your pain. None of us could imagine life without you, and we will live in fear everyday of losing you.
2011 was also the year I lost my best friend. It was the year we realised our differences, and the year you finally walked out on me. I would eventually come to thank you, for everything you've ever done, but the sadness washes over me when I remember how things used to be, when I remember the plans and promises that never followed through.
2011 was the year that went by too fast. It was the year I graduated from university, although I hardly remember doing anything worth noting, and I hardly remember feeling anything but loneliness.