Miles Away

June 2, 2008

I am in my own rhythm again…I threw everything of his out today.

cleaning..organizing…creating…drawing….cooking…planning…

creation comes when you learn to say no

I am feeling no with my whole body and soul…and its funny how I do feel more creative when Im alone. Its true for my parents too. I guess to be an artist is to be better alone. ????? But not without love….right?

I really dont want it anymore. The song “Love dont live here anymore” really takes on meaning for me right now. I feel love, but the part that felt it for him is gone. Maybe you would believe me more if I didnt even blog about it. But Im blogging regardless. I need to get this off my chest.

Im inspired to write because of Carrie Bradshaw. And Samantha Jones. She broke up with him to get back to HER. I relate. When she screamed at him, “Im not the kind of woman who waits for a maaaaaaaaaan!!!!!!!!!!!! I relate.

I am miles away…

from my old life

Words, they cut like a knife
Cut into my life
I don’t want to hear your words
They always attack
Please take them all back
If they’re yours I don’t want anymore

You think you’re so smart
You try to manipulate me
You try to humiliate with your words
You think you’re so chic
You write me beautiful letters
You think you’re so much better than me

But your actions speak louder than words
And they’re only words, unless they’re true
Your actions speak louder than promises
You’re inclined to make and inclined to break

You think you’re so shrewd
You try to bring me low
You try to gain control with your words

Friends they tried to warn me about you
He has good manners, he’s so romantic
But he’ll only make you blue
How can I explain to them
How could they know
I’m in love with your words
Your words

You think you’re so sly
I caught you at your game
You will not bring me shame with your words

Too much blinding light
Your touch, I’ve grown tired of your words
Words, words
A linguistic form that can meaningfully be spoken in isolation
Conversation, expression, a promise, a sigh
In short, a lie
A message from heaven, a signal from hell
I give you my word I’ll never tell
Language that is used in anger
Personal feelings signaling danger
A brief remark, an utterance, information
Don’t mince words, don’t be evasive
Speak your mind, be persuasive
A pledge, a commitment, communication, words