
Theres no time for us
Theres no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away
From us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever....?
Theres no chance for us
Its all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Who dares to love forever?
When love must die
But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?
That song was written by Freddie Mercury when he knew he was dying. The pose in the photograph is one which says to me "I know; and I'm living for it". I have a similar one on my wall, and that's why.
But who does want to live forever? All that would happen would be the ones you love die and leave you. Because shit's like that. Imagine the amount of heartache you would go through if you lived forever. There would be breakups, of course, The One - especially because i think there's more than one "One"; all you can do is hope you hope you meet one and not another one. So say you meet more than one One. You'd have to watch them die all over again. On the good side, there would be no excuse at all for not knowing how to play the piano and write in Arabic.
So. The quotes.
But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
I basically like this because it's so intimate. I can always imagine it. I imagine just feeling really down, moved to tears, whatever, and someone - the one prob - kissing my cheek or hair and wiping the tears. Get what I mean? ... basically, I relate to it.
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today.
What this says to me: "I know I'm dying but I love you one fuck of a lot and will always remember you and value what we've had."
The last line is my favourite in the song.
I don't think you should ever say "I will love you forever".
you have, effectively, signed yourself up for a lifetime of mourning. That or almost an immediately broken promise.
There's agirl I know. She's not bad looking, kinda, but thinks she's better than she is. She has most guys she wants and doesn't care about her boyfriend's feelings while she does it. he doesn't help; he let her cry herself to sleep over another guy while in his arms. That does not make sense to me.
I said to her today that I didn't understand why guy2's girlfriend was still with him, because she knew what had happened before this girl and said guy. It also doesn't make sense to me. How can you forgive your boyfriend for making out with, groping and fingering another girl? No more than that in this instance, but people do forgive others for more than that. I don't get why. How could you trust them?
This girl's boyfriend, to be fair, doesn't know this stuff. She has not told him because she is terrified that she won't be able to talk him round again, having done so so many times. Though all she really wants is attention, so she should go for it and break up with him; at least that way there'd be a reason for her to want what she gets. That boy is a very nice one, and she's just hurting him. Typical of her to have her One (i tihnk) a complete cock who won't stop hurting her until she finally cuts him out of her life. Which she won't do. Whether because she can't stand the idea or wants the attention or both, I have no idea.
So let me ask you this. If you could forgive a one night thing then fair enough, because I probably could. I trust too easily and could be talked around no problem, after all. But could you, honestly, forgive 1 1/2 years or whatever of cheats?
Actually, I'll be fair. She's not always cheated. She liked Jim but didn't kiss him. Not least because he wouldn't. I kissed him though( turth or dare) and she got weird. I tried to get them to make out but he wouldn't, again. I pissed Oli off that day by not remembering that I promised to not do t/d without him there. I still don't remember saying that. Oh whatever; that's entirely irrelevant. Tbh I don't much care for Oli any more. Where was I? Oh cheating. So could you forgive her? If you knew. Sometimes I think I should tell him.. her boyfriend, I mean. I wouldn't. I wouldn't dare. It's not something I'd do; I'm too much of a wuss even if I thought it was the right thing. I just feel for him, because he's gonna get hurt by her, the poor kid. He's alright.
I think she's jealous of me, actually. Because she asked Charlie, Jack and Mark who they would rather fuck, and Charlie and Jack didn't even think about it before saying me, and Mark needed some convincing by her to get it out of him but eventually said me. She'll never forgive me for that, I don't think.
I'm such a goddamn suckup. We walk past the tree and I say hello just because she's there. I always get distracted and forget he'sthere, tbh. Frigging tree.
OK that is soo irrelevant to everything. Not so much everything, as this blog.
I'm looking at that posted of Freddie M. as I type... I admire him. To be honest, I don't know why I admire him so much. He killed himself and accepted it. Well not killed himself, but it's totally his fault. It counts.
He's one of the two people I really really admire. Him and Ray Goldstein. I say Ray, because he's been out there riding, won a lot of races and is proud of his life. He now has 2 sons who both have their own lives and have followed in his footsteps, while Ray runs his stables and really loves it. God only knows how he actually makes money, because the numbers involved are probably very odd.
Still. Fred and Ray. got out there, did what they wanted to do, withdrew. One through death, one through choice...I could so go for that choice thing.
I'm feeling the same way all over again; singing the same lines all over again; no matter how much I pretend.
- Norah Jones; Feelin' The Same Way.
I have no idea why that quote seems relevant.
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