Samstag, 15. Januar 2011

I want you.

so it's not gonna be easy. it's going to be really hard; we're gonna have to work at this everyday, but i want to do that because i want you. i want all of you, forever, everyday. you and me.. everyday.

Dienstag, 11. Januar 2011

Remember when...

Remember when getting high meant swinging in the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helmet?
When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties?
When Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mum was your hero?
Your worst enemies were your siblings?
Race issues were about who ran the fastest?
War was only a card game?
The only drug you knew was cough medicine?
And wearing a skirt didn't make you a whore?
The only things that hurt you were skinned knees?
Goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?
The only drama you knew of was Romeo and Juliet?
The only thing you could cheat in was games, and players were only for sports, not relationships?
The only curse word you knew was "shut up"?
The only way we could change was with clothes and not ourselves?
Yet we absolutely couldn't wait to grow up and now growing up is our worst fear.
It's funny how hello is always accompanied by goodbye.
It's funny how good memories can make you start to cry.
It's funny how forever never seems to really last.
It's funny how much you'd lose if you forgot about your past.
It's funny how friends can just leave you when you're down.
It's funny how when you need someone they're never around.
It's funny how people change and think they're so much better.
It's funny how so many lies can be packed in one love-letter.
It's funny how people forgive even though they can't forget.
It's funny how one night can contain so much regret.
It's funny how ironic life turns out to be.
But the funniest part of it all, is that none of it's funny to me.
I believe that everything happens for a reason.
People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so you can appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no-one but yourself and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.
And there comes a point in your life when you realise who matters, who never did, who won't anymore and who always will.
So don't worry about the people from your past, there's a reason they didn't make it to your future.

Sonntag, 9. Januar 2011

2 weeks to go!

In 2 Wochen beginnt mein neues Leben.
Alles neu. 5 Monate Brighton.
Brighton's gonna brighten up my life.
Weg von allem - alles weg von mir.
Ich weiss nicht, ob es besser wird, wenn es anders wird.
Aber es muss anders werden, wenn es besser werden soll.
Ich bleibe dieselbe Person, aber alles um mich herum verändert sich.
Werde auch ich mich verändern?
Nur wer Veränderungen akzeptiert, kann auch wachsen.
Ich sehne die Veränderung herbei, und trotzdem werde ich vieles vermissen.
Schöne Stunden voller Liebe, im Arm gehalten zu werden, die Vertrautheit geniessen.
Es kommt wie's kommen muss.
Und das wird gut.

Allen Veränderungen, selbst jenen, die wir ersehnt haben, 
haftet etwas Melancholisches an, 
denn wir lassen einen Teil von uns selbst zurück. 
Wir müssen ein Leben sterben, ehe wir ein anderes beginnen können.