July 2007


I need you to hold me close and tell me it will all be okay. Put your hand, warm and soft, in mine. I’ll run my other hand through your hair and smile. Just smile at you until I forget everything else. There will be just us and nothing else. Me and you and nothing else.

Sometimes I feel like quoting songs at people. Sometimes at myself. Here are a few lyrics from songs that I am rather fond of. I will add to it when I think of more:

You don’t believe me, but you do this every time.

I’ve just got to get off my chest that I think you’re divine.

Sadness and you have become my perfect two.

 If the world ends, I hope you’re here with me.

 This blue July has made me sigh.