November 2010
20 posts
SPINELESS.
geçenlerde yiğenim geldi, dedi ki “benim msn listemde 100 tane kız var.”
”sana da eklerim” dedi, başladı eklemeye:
arzu_1@hotmail, arzu_2@hotmail, arzu_3@hotmail, sinem_1@hotmail , sinem_2@hotmail …
beşinciden sonra “dur” dedim, bu kadar ilgi ve sevgi fazla bana.
you could be happy and i won’t know,
but you weren’t happy the day i watched you go.
and all the things that i wished i had not said,
are played in loops ‘till it’s madness in my head.
is it too late to remind you how we were,
but not our last days of silence, screaming, blur.
most of what i remember makes me sure,
i should have stopped you from walking out the door.
you could be happy, i hope you are,
you made me happier than i’d been by far.
somehow everything i own smells of you,
and for the tiniest moment it’s all not true.
do the things that you always wanted to,
without me there to hold you back, don’t think, just do.
more than anything i want to see you go,
take a glorious bite out of the whole world.
“I could tell you about my life,
And keep you amused I’m sure.
About all the times I’ve cried,
And how I don’t want to be sad anymore,
And how I wish I was in love.”
“i’ve crossed me heart and i’ve crossed the world”
the civil wars - falling
“a boy with no tongue.”
Cibelle - Green Grass
“je ne veux pas travailler, je ne veux pas déjeuner, je veux seulement l’oublier, et puis je fume.”
“love don’t live here anymore.”
“we walked through the darkness, we walked in the sun,
we shared all our sorrows, we shared all our love.”
“there used to be a tree
where we took our pretty things
we’d hook them by a thread
golden egg lipstick and feathers
pieces of glass, chandelier baubles
and empty bottles of wine
and watch the light shine through
i’m afraid to forget you,
i’m remembering you.”
“That’s how I fell from the top of twelve stories to the ground
For the reasons I have,
The ones I know,the ones I don’t.”
“If all the statues in the world,
Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl,
Would they be kind enough to comfort me?
The setting sun is set in stone,
And it remains for me alone,
To carve my own and set it free.”
“While you’re gone away
Where there isn’t a telephone wire
Still I wait by the phone
Why don’t you write to say goodbye
Goodbye.”
“to overcome this, i become one with, quiet, colder, late november.”
“The good and the bad guy”