I'd like to meet:
AIM - LoStBeHiNdWoRdS
My name is Alex. So what else do you need to know? Stuff about my family, or where I'm from? None of that matters.
Not once you cross the ocean and cut yourself loose, looking for something more beautiful, something more exciting and yes, I admit, something more dangerous. So never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite and never outstay the welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, you know what? It's probably worth it. The only downer is, everyone's got the same idea. We all travel thousands of miles just to watch TV and check in to somewhere with all the comforts of home, and you gotta ask yourself, what is the point of that? And me, I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know it's not some place you can look for, 'cause it's not where you go. It's how you feel for a moment in your life when you're a part of something, and if you find that moment... it lasts forever...
I just feel like everyone tries to do something different, but you always wind up doing the same damn thing.
When you develop an infatuation for someone you always find a reason to believe that this is exactly the person for you. It doesn't need to be a good reason. Taking photographs of the night sky, for example. It's Amazing. But in the haze of infatuation, it's just what you've been searching for all these years.
You hope, and you dream. But you never believe that something's gonna happen for you. Not like it does in the
movies. And when it actually does, you want it to feel different, more visceral, more real.
I want a love like me,
Thinking of you
Thinking of me
thinking of you type love,
or me telling my friends
more than I've ever admitted to myself
about how I feel about you type love
or, hating how jealous you are,
but, loving how much you want me all to your self type love
or, seeing how your first name sounds so good next to my last name, and shit, I wanted to see how far I could get without calling you and I, barely made it out of my garage.
I want a love that makes me wait until she falls asleep
then wonder if she dreaming about us being in love type love or who loves the other more
or, what she's doing at this exact moment
or, slow dancing in the middle of our apartment to the
music of our hearts, closing my eyes and imagining how a
love so good could, hurt so much when she's not there
and, shit I love not knowing where this love is headed type love. and check this, I want to place those little post-it notes
all around the house, so she never forgets how much I love her type love
then not have enough ink in my pen to write
all there is to love about her type love
and, hope that i make her feel as good as she makes me feel
and I want to deal with my friend making fun of me
the way I made fun of them
when they went through the same kind of love type love
only difference is
this is one of those real love type love
and just like in high school
I wanna spend hours on the phone not saying shit
then fall asleep then wake up with her right next to me
then smell her all up in my covers type love
and i wanna try counting the ways i love her
then lose count in the middle
just so that i have to start all over again
and I want to celebrate one of those one month anniverseries
even though they aren't really anniverseries
but doing it because it makes her happy type loves
and check this
I want to fall in love with the melody the
phone plays when her number is dialed into it type love.
talk to you until I loose my breath
she leaves me breathless
for with expanding my lungs
I inhale all of her back into me
I want a love that makes me change my cell phone calling plan
to something that allows me to talk to her longer,
because, in all honesty,
I want to avoid one of them high
cell phone bill type loves.
and I want a love that makes me regret how small my hands are,
I mean the lines on my palms don't give me enough time
to love you as long as i'd like to type love.
I want a love that makes me st-st-st-st-stutter just thinking
about how strong this love is type love
and I want a love that makes me want to cut off all my hair.
well, maybe not all of the hair,
maybe i cut the split ends and trim my mustache,
but it will still be a symbol of how strong my love is for her.
I kind of feel comfortable now,
I even be fantasizing about walking out on a
green light just dying to get hit by a car
just so I could lose my memory
get transported to some third world country
just to get treated
then somehow meet up again with you
so I could fall in love with you in a different language
just so I could see if it still feels the same type love.
I want a love that’s as unexplainable as she is.
and maybe one day I'll marry her,
so she can be the one I'm going to share this love with.
x FUCK x
x YOU x
x FOREVER x
