I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That i almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That i almost believe that the pictures are
All i can feel
Remembering
You standing quiet in the rain
As i ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How i always held close in your fear
Remembering
You running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and whiter than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go
Remembering
You fallen into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white
So delicate
Lost in the cold
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering
You how you used to be
Slow drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But i never see anything
If only i'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only i'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you
But i never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you
There was nothing in the world
That i ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That i ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you
This is one of a few all time favorite songs. Yes, it is The Cure, but Robert Smith has a talent for writing beautiful songs. Whenever I hear it, I smile, and think of my favorite pictures in my head. I have been melancholy lately. I was trying to explain it to my mom. This time it started over a picture of a friend of mine, who I have not seen in 16 years. We talked on the phone, and we wrote to each other all the time. After I had Natalie, that stopped. It was not until last year that we were back in contact. He has changed, and of course I have changed. Our friendship also changed. It is almost like now he is an acquaintance. I hate that. It is depressing to think of all the friends that I have made in my life are not really there anymore. I hope and pray that the friends that I have now will not end up this way. I wish for them to be life long friends, sisters and brothers.
2 comments:
sounds lke like your in a funk. funk is good for the soul but only for so long. what's your time lime? one day two? then it must be over. two days is usually good.
makes me feel old when you mention the Cure. I remember one girl in high school that was a year younger than me was TOTALLY obsessed with the Cure.
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