今天聽著 jason mraz 的 i'm yours,i'm yours 聽過不下百遍,大碟中的 lucky 也成為了電話接駁鈴聲。
只是
唱片一直播
播到 if it kills me
記得每次播到這首歌,也因為開首的那段女聲錄音而 skip track
今天細心一聽,很喜歡歌詞裡的故事。
Well all I really wanna do is to love you A kind much closer than friends use But I still can't say it after all we've been through And all I really want from you is to feel me As the feeling inside keeps building And I will find a way to you if it kills me If it kills me
If I should be so bold I'd ask you to hold my heart in your hand Tell you from the start how I've longed to be your man But I never said a word I guess I'm gonna miss my chance again
it would be such a beautiful moment to see the look on your face
to know that
i know that you know now
and baby that's a case of my wishful thinking... you... know nothing.
Some people just like to give you fantasy all the time.
They know exactly what you want to hear, when and where they should say it. Those sweet words seemed so real that you thought he really cares about you and feels something special between you two. You thought you are unique to him too.
That's why you started to imagine and picture your life with him in it, and remember all the happy moments you shared with him. These memories grow inside you as time goes by, you taste the sourness cuz you are not sure if this is really what you think it is; yet you also taste some sweetness cuz uncertainties are romantic after all.
The beginnings of every story are always full of hope and sound like fairy-tale. How I wish I never flip to the last page to witness the crappy ending with my very own eyes.
If I never flip it to the end, if i just left the story unfinished and never revisit it again, the story will always stay beautiful in my mind.
Curiosity kills a cat. I say, it kills relationships too. Sometimes people just can't help themselves to indulge in a hopeless relationship, thinking it would eventually works out, or thinking there could be a miracle where the relationship would lead them to somewhere they want, until one day, they realize everything was only their imagination stemming from the first few pages of the story.
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tonight i feel a bit mixed. there were many things happened in 2011. something that i used to treasure turn out to be just a crappy story that doesn't even worth mentioning
i should have left the story untouched and stop at the moment where everything seemed nice, when YOU seemed nice.