02 July 2012 Monday
“I love you, but you don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I may never feel the same, but I won’t always feel this pain.
So let faith fall on me now.. I’m gonna be here til the end.
You seem to have such passion for someone so shallow,
and I may never feel the same, but I refuse to play these games.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
“I love you, but you don’t know what you’re talking about.”
by Billy Collins
I remember once looking up from my reading,
my thumb as a bookmark,
trying to imagine what the person must look like
who wrote “Don’t be a ninny”
alongside a paragraph in The Life of Emily Dickinson.
[00:43]: birds don’t put boundaries on their happiness
[00:43]: and you shouldn’t either