Monday, 11 June 2012

I go from one extreme to the other, often influenced by the small things
Right now, I want to jump from leaf to leaf in autumn shrouded by pine cones and conkers, I want to spin and fall down into leaves and walk in the evening wielding a baguette, a mock weapon,  only to smile and turn around at the person behind the camera, I want my life to be an instagram of all that's beautiful and all that's pitiful, I want so much to let my hands roam fearlessly over the keys in the piano, conducting heartstrings to all those who catch a note
I want to run away and be caught by the tips of my fingers, with the tips of your fingers- the one behind the camera!
I want it to be fantastical almost, an infinity away from what is now!
I want to let my fingers race over a type-writer in France, creating a memoir's from another life! I want to create a fictional life, a creation of my own, my very own that could never be anyone Else's!
To feel the summer breeze caress my skin as I hold tightly onto the one who's driving the scooter!
To smile  at the bike next to mine running down the road, to race over bridges and run through fields, my life tinted with a glow.
To dance to no music in a poppy field, to make daisy chains and to play hide and seek in a forest, if only to decorate the beach with footprints, the feet that made them long gone
To share a coffee in a patisserie and to mirror each others ridiculous white mustaches, like a snowman has suddenly appeared to have a little fun,
I'm guilty I guess, dreaming of you, but that's fine,
Maybe I was right, maybe I was wrong, but I know I was just a little bit in love with you
It was a one-sided love, but I will never regret the memories, they are like little pebbles found on a beach, boring for eveyone else, but just a little bit magical for me
If you ever look back, I'll be waiting
If you turn back, I'll place my hands over your eyes and play "guess who?"
You lifted me up for a while, you said all right things, for me anyhow
I was such a fool to fall for that, but I knew it
But I love being that fool, because just for a moment, a split second
I was yours



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