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If you could look like anything...anything at all....what would you look like? I'd be the wind. ...........It's easy to be someone's friend when all you need is someone to console you. It's much harder to be there for them when they're happy all the time. .............Even when I say nothing, it's a beautiful use of negative space.



























Blind Eyes Closed
 
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
never there  
all in all, i think yesterday went well. i mean i missed him, but it was normal, and i didn't dwell (too much). and i woke up this morning feeling like i paid him due homage.

then, on my walk to the bus station this morning, with my mp3 player set on random, that song came on. the one that always makes me think of him, partly because he was always a beatles fan, since they formed, and partly because of that tribute video his friend made after he died and used that song in the credits. and that one line played, "there is no one compares with you," and i lost it. walking to my bus stop, wearing nice work clothes, at 6:45 in the morning, i started crying. i wonder what i looked like to those other people who are always there, the kid who takes the bus going the other direction who is always walking either directly in front of me or behind me. we've never spoken, but i'm sure it still looked startling. he probably didn't notice. i don't know.

There are places I remember 
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends
I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
there is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more


10:32 PM 2 comments

2 Comments:

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By Blogger Iain McLeod, at 4/10/2008 6:55 PM  

Aww...I love you, babygirl.

By Blogger Angie, at 5/02/2008 6:23 AM  

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