"you said you loved me"
- "I do"
"then why does it hurt so fucking much"
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
I love a man.
I love a man and he's strong as a mountain
being loved by him feels like standing in a fountain
in the middle of the flow
where the water makes me grow
I love a man and his ease is like a sunset
being touched by him makes me as peacefull as I can get
and he becomes the source
that helps me, with a gentle hand and no regrets to close yesterday's doors
let me be yours forever
I love a man and he captures the moment
being kissed by him fills my body with contentment
when I am with him i know
that this is where happiness can grow
you see this man, he is all that I dream of
having him by my side makes me believe i have found true love
and this I know for sure
that whatever's expecting me, with him I'll open up tomorrow's door
let me be yours forever
being loved by him feels like standing in a fountain
in the middle of the flow
where the water makes me grow
I love a man and his ease is like a sunset
being touched by him makes me as peacefull as I can get
and he becomes the source
that helps me, with a gentle hand and no regrets to close yesterday's doors
let me be yours forever
I love a man and he captures the moment
being kissed by him fills my body with contentment
when I am with him i know
that this is where happiness can grow
you see this man, he is all that I dream of
having him by my side makes me believe i have found true love
and this I know for sure
that whatever's expecting me, with him I'll open up tomorrow's door
let me be yours forever
// torun eriksen
Friday, March 23, 2012
vakkert.
Stood still and smiled when he left to you
“Wanna come with me?” he asked
I couldn’t do nothing, could just laugh
At night, I try to feel you somehow
and I look into the constillations
“Wanna come with me?” he asked
I couldn’t do nothing, could just laugh
At night, I try to feel you somehow
and I look into the constillations
and I imagine you see the same thing
and I recall
We don’t see the same side of the moon
At night, I try to see you somehow
and I imagine you beside, looking to my mouth,
when I sang words you couldn’t understand, I was singing:
För jag har gråtit floder, och jag flöt nästan bort
Ingen utom du kan trösta varfor kom du inte fort?
Vinden er för svag och solen er för varm,
så länge jag inte vilar i din famn
and I recall
We don’t see the same side of the moon
At night, I try to see you somehow
and I imagine you beside, looking to my mouth,
when I sang words you couldn’t understand, I was singing:
För jag har gråtit floder, och jag flöt nästan bort
Ingen utom du kan trösta varfor kom du inte fort?
Vinden er för svag och solen er för varm,
så länge jag inte vilar i din famn
// We don’t see the same side of the moon - Taxi Taxi //
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
romantikken gjer meg sjuk.
jeg går ned ei trapp på skola, på vei til neste forelesning
og plutselig slår det meg
i to sekunder
følelsen av fullkommenhet. balanse. lykkelighet.
jeg har bygd en hverdag som utelukkende består av musikk
jeg har en stor familie som er frisk, rask, og god som gull
JEG er frisk, og har mulighet til å gjøre AKKURAT det jeg vil med livet mitt
jeg føler en ubeskrivelig kjærlighet til min vakre kjæreste og mine fantastiske venner
fyfaen jeg er så jævla glad i alle sammen!!!!!!!, tenker jeg.
så går jeg videre ned trappen
og hverdagen fortsetter
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