


Archive for March, 2005
Plugging Plus Randoms
Author: Tala
Between You and Me - The Ataris
Author: Tala
Won’t you come over?
You know that you want to.
How does it feel to know
I still want you?
Why do we always seem,
To want what we can’t have?
Lessons learned.
But then I listen to my heart,
And it says still run back for more.
I’m happy for you.
I’m sure that s/he really loves you.
But it breaks my heart,
To know I can’t hold you.
It’s just hard to think
I’ll never get the chance
To say you’re mine.
But every time you hear this song
You’ll know you’ve made a mark
On my heart and my mind.
Protected: Dreamlog
Author: Tala
Pedestals and Floors
Author: Tala
I had a dream deja vu. Or a deja vu dream, whatever you want to call it. In my dream, I woke up and checked the time on my mobile phone. It read 10:33am. Then I went back to sleep. When I woke up for real, the time on my mobile phone read 10:33am. Weirdness huh?
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Her: He says he loves me.
Me: That’s got to be good, right?
Her: How can he love me when he doesn’t even know me?
Me: I thought all this dating, all this time together, it’s for getting to know each other?
Her: He only knows the me he sees when we’re together. He thinks he knows me but he doesn’t.
Me: You mean you put on a show? You pretend to be someone you’re not? Tsk tsk.
Her: No, I don’t. I’ve been as me and as real as I could possibly be. I think the time we spend with each other isn’t enough, you know? Or maybe it’s how we spend time with each other. It feels so superficial. He hasn’t seen my uberdorky side, or when I have tantrums, or when I’m really stressed. I don’t know if he’ll be able to handle me.
Me: Give it time, give him a chance. Like you said, the situation hasn’t happened yet. You said it feels superficial right now. Maybe because you still keep him at arms length. Share your life with him, your experiences at work, your thoughts, the things that stress you. Open up.
Her: But I’m scared of him seeing me that way.
Me: Scared? Of what?
Her: Of learning that he only loves the image he has of me. He has me on this pedestal. What if the real thing doesn’t live up to the image of he’s created? What happens then?
You Know Nothing, Jon Snow
Author: Tala


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