i thought this was the sweetest thing ever. william (the boyfriend) wrote this and called me to tell me to read it. i'm home for thanksgiving, as is he (about 400+miles apart), and we miss eachother too much :/ yes, there are lots of typos and limited punctuation, but look past it.
i love this boy no matter what my dad says.
a blog?... a letter, to myself, since she is a part of me
as i sit here guitar in my lap, your picture in my hand, so many words come to my head, so much song, but no way to let it live, it is as if i try to express something impossible to express, the sound i am hearing i cannot make with these strings, this wood and this metal finely tuned to make earthly rythms and sing songs from the soul...but see thats just my problem what i feel is not earthly at all, and its not coming from the soul but from the heart instead, i sit here thinking of you and i can think of is your name and your beatiful hair, i can feel it now, curling around my fingers, holding your lips close to mine, and then everything fades away, as the softing thing ive ever felt is pushed up against me inside of me, not your lips but your heart, held in my hands, its the only one ive got, but you away, broken hearts are such a feeling i understand, but i have none to break for my heart lies away from me, i have but an empty hole that only one thing can fill, a gasp of air as words rush away, i fall back to the ground a bed of cotton sheets that once where warm and now hold my cage of selfless sleeping, these blankets are so warm yet i am stil so cold, i wish i could sing you a song, but nothing quite comes to mind, maybe ill just miss u with a tear, save it in a bottle and keep it here, for when you return home is so empty whith no heart in it, and if home is where the heart is then home is no physical plane of volume, its a beautiful girl, the only one that can claim me, love is a battle a war with yourself, but for you i wil never lose never give up always come through, i lead a life of piracy, looting and searching, trying to fill a gap that ive only found one cure, but now it has left me, only to return in forever and a day, for every bat of your lash is another life i lead, another birth another death, a whole generation in one breath, but why cant i breathe, i love, love is a word no meaning, you make it up yourself, love is word with boundless definition, and mine is life itself, you are the breath in my lungs and the twinkle in my eye, you are the fod that sustains me and the drug that makes me high, when i met you i must have died for life is to arbitrary to hand me somthing so celestial as a single hand in hand step taking in stride, you are the ground beneath my feet with you i would stumble and the earth below me give way, you are the clothes on my back for you comfort me in a crowd, you are the light in my dark, in the dark of my mind, you make things clear, simple, you are my eyes for before you i was blind, the world was ugly and now it is devine, life was a nessecity now it is a privilage, and feelings where simply obligations, now they are what keeps me alive i will always be lost in your eyes a last frontier, to understand whats behind, though i never may, i will always have the ambition to try, i love you claire morrison, and that is the only thing i sing, because it is all that really makes sense to say, my heart will sing with your pressence and bask in your proximity, for time is not of chronologic events but of memories that you have made mine, i will live life with you over and over and over, and every moment a million times more in my mind i love you.
my response:
baby...i love you.
more than words alone can describe.
more than i love the spill canvas and backseat goodbye.
more than pasta.
and milk.
and half of my bold party chex mix bags.
i love you so much it hurts to be without you.
i'd say my heart aches when i'm not with you, but you've got it, so it's just empty.
what you wrote for me...amazing.
as i said before, no words can describe it baby.
why do i love you like i do?
your smile.
your heart.
your hugs.
your kisses.
your strengths.
your weaknesses(me).
your morals.
your faith.
your dedication.
and of course your sweet lip ring.
if i physically felt the love i have for you, it would kill me.
talk to you in a couple hours, see you saturday at 5:55pm.
claire<3
ps-i think it's super cute that you took my pillow and my picture with you to your mommys house
i love love.
i love this boy no matter what my dad says.
a blog?... a letter, to myself, since she is a part of me
as i sit here guitar in my lap, your picture in my hand, so many words come to my head, so much song, but no way to let it live, it is as if i try to express something impossible to express, the sound i am hearing i cannot make with these strings, this wood and this metal finely tuned to make earthly rythms and sing songs from the soul...but see thats just my problem what i feel is not earthly at all, and its not coming from the soul but from the heart instead, i sit here thinking of you and i can think of is your name and your beatiful hair, i can feel it now, curling around my fingers, holding your lips close to mine, and then everything fades away, as the softing thing ive ever felt is pushed up against me inside of me, not your lips but your heart, held in my hands, its the only one ive got, but you away, broken hearts are such a feeling i understand, but i have none to break for my heart lies away from me, i have but an empty hole that only one thing can fill, a gasp of air as words rush away, i fall back to the ground a bed of cotton sheets that once where warm and now hold my cage of selfless sleeping, these blankets are so warm yet i am stil so cold, i wish i could sing you a song, but nothing quite comes to mind, maybe ill just miss u with a tear, save it in a bottle and keep it here, for when you return home is so empty whith no heart in it, and if home is where the heart is then home is no physical plane of volume, its a beautiful girl, the only one that can claim me, love is a battle a war with yourself, but for you i wil never lose never give up always come through, i lead a life of piracy, looting and searching, trying to fill a gap that ive only found one cure, but now it has left me, only to return in forever and a day, for every bat of your lash is another life i lead, another birth another death, a whole generation in one breath, but why cant i breathe, i love, love is a word no meaning, you make it up yourself, love is word with boundless definition, and mine is life itself, you are the breath in my lungs and the twinkle in my eye, you are the fod that sustains me and the drug that makes me high, when i met you i must have died for life is to arbitrary to hand me somthing so celestial as a single hand in hand step taking in stride, you are the ground beneath my feet with you i would stumble and the earth below me give way, you are the clothes on my back for you comfort me in a crowd, you are the light in my dark, in the dark of my mind, you make things clear, simple, you are my eyes for before you i was blind, the world was ugly and now it is devine, life was a nessecity now it is a privilage, and feelings where simply obligations, now they are what keeps me alive i will always be lost in your eyes a last frontier, to understand whats behind, though i never may, i will always have the ambition to try, i love you claire morrison, and that is the only thing i sing, because it is all that really makes sense to say, my heart will sing with your pressence and bask in your proximity, for time is not of chronologic events but of memories that you have made mine, i will live life with you over and over and over, and every moment a million times more in my mind i love you.
my response:
baby...i love you.
more than words alone can describe.
more than i love the spill canvas and backseat goodbye.
more than pasta.
and milk.
and half of my bold party chex mix bags.
i love you so much it hurts to be without you.
i'd say my heart aches when i'm not with you, but you've got it, so it's just empty.
what you wrote for me...amazing.
as i said before, no words can describe it baby.
why do i love you like i do?
your smile.
your heart.
your hugs.
your kisses.
your strengths.
your weaknesses(me).
your morals.
your faith.
your dedication.
and of course your sweet lip ring.
if i physically felt the love i have for you, it would kill me.
talk to you in a couple hours, see you saturday at 5:55pm.
claire<3
ps-i think it's super cute that you took my pillow and my picture with you to your mommys house
i love love.
doxie:
Thanks so much for the comment on our set
flagg:
thats so beautiful :-)