Hopeless romantic new year
It is new years eve, and this year is about to end in either as a fizzle or an amazing bang. Resolutions will be made, drinks will be consumed, Auld Lang Syne will be bellowed, resolutions made become broken and midnight kisses into the new year are passionately executed under the cracking glows of fired lights from the pyrotechnics. But if your on your lonesome, new years can be a thorn in the...
Maybe we’ll fall in love When I get home…– Talking: the Descendents
“I have a broken leg. I am alone. I’m on a train. I have no car and no way to drive. I have money in my pocket, and a job. But I am heartbroken. I have attitude, creativity, intelligence, but no-one to share it with. I am a fucking loser.” Those were all the thoughts that were lurking through the dark clouds that became my mind during the cold mornings on a train, on the way...
You kiss like a summer fling…– Tales from vacations away: Seb Alvarez
Strangers with different names and identities
The time away is recharging those dead batteries. To deny the rest of this life access to my moment with you the moment we have right now. Hours melt away easily doing anything and nothing, whilst those items like work, commitments and deadlines are a distant memory, since I left them at home. We will live easily out of our cases, keeping each other the best type of company. Maybe we...
The heart wants what it wants, and tonight… It wants you.– Heart missing: drunk with his better half
…and this house ain’t no home– Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone: Bill Withers
OK, so this was posted on my other blog (sebisawesome.tumblr.com) on the 6th of November 2010, but I thought it would be more at home here on Happiness Lost? Heart Missing? instead. A heart can’t be bought or sold like a mind can, A heart can’t be swayed or tricked like an opinion can, A heart can’t be taken or given away like an idea can, But a heart can love unconditionally, Like there is...
All I want for Christmas is… You– All I want for Christmas is you: Mariah Carey
Watching her open up her presents resonated swiftly within my mind and being, would she like the gifts I picked out for her? I hope she does. The way she opens the gifts slowly was just teasing my emotions further, fuelling my doubt about my choice of items. But my confidence on this matter rings very true, I think she WILL like what I found for her. Since buying for her, is exactly like buying...
Its been the 45th time that I’ve played this track today, I know the song so very well and easily off by heart, it is your very favourite song and its becoming mine too. The tone and timing with the lyrics that really say; exactly who you are and your choice of musical art, a character I love to get to know very true. - This song still plays in my mind, once the stereo has been...
Have I ever told you How good it feels to hold you It isn’t easy to...– Baby, I love you: The Ramones
Won’t need an army or a tv, We’ll just need you and me…– Farewell rocketship: children collide
The mix tape. It was until very recently that I was awoken into a fact that I’ve overlooked for quite a while, I am a mix tape virgin. I was the type of person who would love to make a mix tape for those I cared about… but I never had the pleasure of having one in return. This never really bothered me at all, I guess it was only until someone reminded me of this that it became an...
What have you got to lose? Go up to that person you’ve been secretly pining for and tell them how you feel. Throw your caution to the wind, disregard the inevitable response and just be frank and open about how your heart beats to the sound of their drum. What do you have to lose? I feel its better to live in the wake of knowing exactly how you feel than trying to live each day avoiding what...
Do not conceale no beauty, grace, That’s either in thy minde or face, ...– To cynthia. On concealment of her beauty: Sir Francis Kynaston (1587 - 1642)
How do you do it? Make me feel like you do. You are stellar…– Stellar: incubus
lack of sleep
Would it be too difficult to ask you to drive? My mind is not present tonight, and I might fall asleep in this seat. If you take control and drive through the night, you’ll be destined in my mind …once it returns from being lost in thought. Just for tonight, be my heroine the one who’ll save me true, from the tired ways of my mind and the complications of my heart. My...
As she sleeps...
I watch her sleep peacefully, as morning breaks outside, my body feels fully rested and my mind slowly wakes itself thinking about her slumbering next to me. She looks at peace, she always does in general, but at this very moment it is more apparent. Her breathing is soft, quiet, relaxed and patient. It matched her delicately, and it highlighted her beauty. I would have no idea how much time...
Sidewalk when she walks…– Alexisonfire
On the sleeves
This is as close to happiness it may be, For the heart desires what it needs when it wants, To be free, comfortable, alive and awake. And now I cherish the dear moments you spend with me, Like a badge of pride your presence I flaunt, As a new being that’s here to preserve my sake. Would it be easy to assume, that you feel the same way too? Just be known that my heart leads in...
R0manc3 1n th3 d1g1tal ag3...
The modern age has brought about modern solutions, communication is easier, gaps are bridged seamlessly and hearts seem to have more beats by the aid of medicine. Though that wasn’t the case one April afternoon, a message was received on my then phone, it read: “its nt wrking ne-more, lets see othr ppl” Her name was tech, a nice girl on the very edge of the modern age, we...
Everything about you resonates happiness, Now I won’t settle for less.– Bliss: Muse
Public display on Valentines day...
Sorry about this, I just spent heaps of time posting an entry…. only to have Tumblr crash and delete it! Curses! So, you will have to settle with a poem instead (poor you!): It came along faster than usual this year, February 14th, St Valentines romantic retreat, All around her there was countless displays of affection, As she sat in the middle, thinking that loneliness is bringing...
… And you should know, Only you control my heart– Breaking the broken: Sparta
It’s the little things you miss, When you’re underneath it...– Waiting… City and Colour
You were my life When I was dead You are my life And so I live– To my wife: Harold Pinter
He buries his head in the pillow before he closes his eyes to sleep, to smell the scent of her perfume that she left behind, the warmth engulfs him whole and he feels beyond satisfied, like the world has dropped him into passion so very deep; where he asks for time to slip, stop, shift and unwind where he had her in his arms, talking close by his side. Though time and moments have been...
I can be anywhere, just as long as I’m with you…– Enter Shikari
LOVE: (noun) 1: warm liking or affection. 2: sexual passion. 3: loved...– Oxford dictionary: ‘96 4th Ed
He sits by the ocean, allowing the waves to crash over him, Chaotically they thrash his physique against the cables of the rock pool, He doesn’t mind anymore, frankly he couldn’t care at all, As the ocean claimed another victim earlier that month, The one he waited and wanted to return. He hates his memory, because it plays images of the one, Blissful moments of bittersweet...
Sin in slow motion
She called me up and invited me over. My mind was racing as I ran to the bus stop to go see her, what was it she needed me for? She sounded distressed on the phone, not like her usual self at all. Her name is Sin, a dark haired girl of mediterranean descent, tall and full figured. At that stage we’ve been going out for a few months, 9 to be exact, and things were good, or so I believed. ...
Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet Prince, And flights of angels...– Hamlet: William Shakespeare
The candle light dances so warmly on her face, it’s not hard at all to keep a mental image of her beauty, She sits across from me and looks for-longingly, It feels like time has slowed down and follows it’s own pace, Allowing a chance to confirm my emotion and careless duty, That hearts sink and plunge into love so easily, Is it worth to be carried away with you tonight? ...
Tell me where’s your hiding place? I’m worried I’ll forget...– Cornerstone: Arctic Monkeys
If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not...– Cascando:Samuel Beckett (1936)
The girl alone at the bar
She sits alone at a table in a busy bar, Drinking to forget, forgetting to remember, How they were so near and easily so far. As their anniversary reaches eight years this december. She overlooked the little things, they’re not important; The larger picture is what drove her to be so distant. He found joy in another, And left her alone in September, The man, her heart, the...
Love is a fool…… It changes face when I’m with you.– Love is a fool: Primary
The stranger at the bus stop
She cried at her loss. The poor girl wept silently whilst waiting for the bus. Strangers walk past and ignored her pain, as there was important work to be done. I was walking through with my headphones on, and saw that she was crying into her hands so openly, I couldn’t subside and walk by, I needed to see what was wrong. I sat next to her and asked: “Pardon me, but are you OK...
Now you have freely given me leave to love, What will you doe? Shall I your...– To a Lady that desired I would love her; Thomas Carew. (the metaphysical poets)
Wedding cake and toothache equals love and pain…– For her: Black Lungs
It was unfortunate where I was. It was the ward of a cancer therapy centre, sitting and waiting for my mother to return from her latest collection of radiated medications that are crumbling her from the inside out. I was alone waiting in the halls of the hospital/therapy centre, sitting on the middle of a tier of waiting seats. That was when a frail man sat next to me. He looked like as if he was...