when i woke up this morning, there was something new, i looked up, and saw that everything was white. while i had been snoring, my whole world had been covered with a thick bed of snow, and as I looked through the window, I was wondering, why I was still inside, snow gives me a strange thrill, a vibe, it is crhistmass, and normally, where I live, there barely is snow, you could'nt call it snow 'cause it never is white, so now, I took of, went outside with a friend of mine, and we laughed like we hadn't laughed before, it remined me of those children you see in the movies, in the background, playing, having a snow-fight... and the mothers, worrying about getting a cold, but I didn't have much time to think, I didn't care actually, I just wanted some fun you know, and I got my fun :) now my vision is bright and shiny, and the snow colored the landscape as it cleared my head, for the first time in , well, a while, let's say, I could focus, and just not think about anything else that doesn't really matter :)
I guess everyone have this feeling once. The feeling that there isn't a leading light in your life. Everything is just dark, no points of lighting. Well, it's like a dark night, and you just don't see things clear anymore. You're like paranoid, you hear things that scare you. You hear things that make you shiver.You think you're alone in this wide world. But you've just got to look up and search the pointing lights. If you search good enough, you will find the little points of light, the stars. They will make you smile, even if it's just a second, just the feeling you're not alone. But stars won't make everything clear, you need a bigger light if you want to see things clear. You've got the find the moon. The moon can be your boyfriend, your mother, your little brother or your best friend. Well, I've got points of light, the stars. The stars are the smiles of children that are playing, hugs from the people I love.. They make me smile, they clear up my mind, even if it's just a second, they make the world not look that bad. But the moon is way much better. If you look outside at night and there is a moon, you see everything. Well, if I have my moon I see everything way much brighter. And every night has a moon, the moon isn't always that big. And there can be clouds too. But there are also moonless nights, then you've just got to make your own happiness. Make a fire to bright up your mind. My moon isn't always there, it isn't my boyfriend (baha, I don't even have one), it isn't my mother, it isn't my brother. It's you. You aren't always here but I know you are always there for me. Well, i've got stars i've got things to make a fire and i've got a moon. What else do you need?
you cut off all my nerves, so that I couldn't feel anything besides you, no pain, no happy, no sad. you took my mind, wrapped it around you, again and again, until I would have answerred your name, to any kind of question ( how are you? I'm Tristan, what's 2+2 ? Tristan, you get my point? and by the way, there is no Tristan, I always use codes to names, and if you thought that was a funny name, I wont tell you the real one, 'cause I don't know how to pronounce it in english ;)) you were everywhere, and nowhere, when I couldn't see you, I felt your presence, when I was sleeping, I dreamed about you, there was just so much of you in my life, I couldn't stop talking about you! you were it. all of it. and now, i sleep dreamless, i wake up, not even remembering what I dreamed about. this might sound normal to you, but allthough I never sleep much, I always remember my dream. or at least, I used to. you wrote me some letters , and if somebody would ask, I can tell what they said. but I woudln't because I treasure them too much. you weren't my romeo, because you weren't wrong, you didn't felt impossible to me, we weren't impossible anymore, but still crazy in love, so no romeo, more of a Tristan, you know what I mean, still wrong, but it feels right :) you deserve the most astonishing, breathtaking, happy-looking (and being ;)) , joke-making lovely girl, and I just didn't fit for the job, you earned a good year, surviving me ;) you need a bunch of happy people around you, you know, happy people should be around happy people, :D so happy newyear, I am kinda serious about it. I will never read this letter again, because I'm sure I would delete it, but this isn't about me :) and you know what, i am happy 2, you happy , me happy ;) you used to say :p. but promise me that you will not be as overpretecting ? it makes me feel worse, because I just want to laugh around you :) if that's not to much to ask, I'ld like it :) the laughing with you part (: now, I will end this letter, (something else then some hallmark card hein ? :p) with saying that all of this, our whole story, was suddenly, destroyed by me, you wont take credit. so don't keep searching for something you do wrong, there isn't, and there is not going to be. with gratitude
karen
you 'nd me, it was magic. we will always be magic,
now I know. the worst has yet to come. I wont regret saying this. I will regret for letting it swallow my thoughts for so lang. time has past, but nothing has changed.It would, they promised. months, this thought overrules all other things swimming in my mind, and even when I tried as hard as I do, I ould never focus. this thing keeps crawling to the centre of the attention, of my attention.
Nothing has changed, and sometimes I doubt the fact wether that is a good nor a bad habbit I have. should i leave erverything behind, and focus on the future, admitting that I might be a coward. or worse, that I would turn out normal, and knowing that worrying for the last months had no point. but what if I go, this step in a dark room (or place, you know, I don't know what it's like, or I wouldn't be calling it 'the unknown' right?) and the door closes behind my back, there always are people shutting doors, but who will assure me that others will open new ones?good doors, let's call them that way ;) and if friends will stab me in the back, will I be brave enough to bear with the pain, will it be OK to suffer, for the greater good? for the future? being as ignorant as I am , right now, it is one of the most irritating things to feel, and certainly when I am tired. tired of needing help and always have to support on the same people, tired of fearing that my home-base (that's what I call them, and no, they're not my 'direct family' though I could consider them as family) are getting tired of this wrack. I used to be quit vital, you know? the type that never gets bored singing the same song. OK I sometimes had a bad mood in the morning, but ya know, a regular kid, just growing up. and then things got 'complicated'. with the whole growing up -thing, I could live, it was natural, but this? I should be damn happy, I have every reason to! and still I've got a strange crawling on my back, and scaring the hell out of me when I'm alone at night. (I have sleeping-issues ;))
is it a strange thing if I call music a door to me? it helps you know. And although I would never admit it in public, i think I can sing, just a note or 2, and when I'm sad, or just tired, r angry (wich happens a lot, i've got quit a bad mood ;)) it keeps me warm,
but the second and more important door is ... you, keep open, keep saving me, be my light in the dark room/space thing, right? i will be yours
we ignore those who adore us, adore those who ignore us, hurt those who loves us and love the ones who hurt us?
Did you ever got the feeling of impotency? the feeling that you just want to do something but you can't? Well, I guess that's the story of my life. I was always trying to be good, didn't I? Well, why goes everything wrong? Why can't there be just one spark of light? I've always be a believer but when I thought things can't get worse, well, believe me, they can. And I tried to move on everytime, but it became difficult. Because all those things destroyed my hope again. I want to give my life to the ones I love, just to know that they won't die, but I guess that's not the solution. If santa claus existed I would know what to ask: 'the strenght to go on, twice', and I'd pack it in a box wrapped in a beautiful string, underneath the Christmas tree. But that's not going to happen. I'll just move on, I'll survive, like everyone expect.
every great love story has a great end. remember romeo and juliette? well, it didn't work out for them, it didn't work out for me. However , I do not fear love, and I will not regret every single minute that I was in love before.
But still, I am sorry, for not knowing this would hurt you this much, if I had known, I think I hadn't started this in the first place, we would be 2 people, living a normal live, thinking we are happy. But that's the thing, we aren't , we were more than happy, but once you met happy, you never want to go back, and now, we're back, to the 'normal' part, but it feels worse, and it doesn't get any better, and i wish i wans't this selfish. because if i had known i don't think i would be able to stop myself, because i didn't want to just be happy, i wanted you. and maybe it is for the best that it is done, but however i don't want you to move on, i don't want to move on, but i don't want to go back, i am here, in the middle of two happy places, and i don't want you to be here to, but being here alone, it's scaring the hell out of me.
Do you know a person that makes you smile from the first till the last second they talk to you? Do you know the feeling of missing a piece, that you're not complete? Do you know nostalgia, every time you think about it, you just want to go back? Well, that's how i feel at the moment. And no, it isn't because the boy don't want me. It's just that I feel terrible, I miss you so much. You just can't image. Some people need to be every day together and then they say 'we are best friends forever'. And the next day they are enemies. Well, I don't need to be every day with you, and tomorrow we won't be enemies. We are just, hmm, us. We don't need words for it. It's just a feeling, something that comes straight from my heart. The way you listen to me, no one can do the same. And that's why I can say that we are 'best friends forever'. But some people don't see the meaning of that. So I just say : 'we are Karen and Lot'. And do you know that all my friends know who you are? And how amazing you are? They try to understand the 'Karen and Lot'-thing, but they just can't, only we can do that. And don't lose your hope, please, because if the hope dissapear, you will do the same. They just don't see like I see, maybe it's because of the glasses, maybe it's because Oost-Vlaanderen see things different than over there. But you've got to know, we'll get through this.
I can conclude this with 'i love you'. But I love you don't make sense. So I say : 'Karen and Lot' and only you will understand. YOU'RE THE GREATEST.
when the end is near, animals see things coming, dogs bark, fish swim, birds fly away, how come, that people never see things coming, when we really don't want to hurt the people we love, do we need to prepare them for the bad news? or is that just some stupid excuse we make to make us feel better ? or do we need to wait en see, how they react? or is that cruel? and, is there any other option left? I tried, the warning thing, and it didn't work. maybe it is just the way it should be, bad things happen, and you just have to face them, like you need to do with fear.
i broke up, he didn't see it coming, neither did I. i talked about being together, but in fact I was hoping for the whole 'happy-end' thingy, well, some people 'helped' me through, but I think I should be doing this allone, cause, it is my problem, and not being sure about my decision was the worst part yet. some say that true love never dies, but then is my question, how do you know? everybody has their own opinion about me, and about breaking up, and i am kinda glad i don't have to hear them all, cause it would make me feel worse, lot helped me through, but only we could really know what i need. i suck in those things, but, as a letter to you, i will say , you don't, so please keep saving me? :) how do you know when i need you, the most :p most of the time, i get by, but when you stop calling, i'll be lonely again, so thanks, because right now, you are one of the only things keeping hopes up :)
I wish you are here. Just by my side. Just to hear you talking about your stupid stories & overacting days. Just to hear your voice again. Just to hear that horrible accent. You just don't know what only you can do. you can give me my hope back, because at this moment I just don't know how to survive anymore. Even breathing regulary is difficult. I just want you by my side, that I can survive the biggest storm. i really miss you.
unconditional .insecure?doubtful. irrevocable. indisputable? marvellous? insane?incontrovertible. unavoidable? out of the question ? outspoken. abviously?
for about 15 minutes sinds the first of january I was completely sure, certain, final and without doubt about something. I'm love my boyfriend. but that is the end of the 'no doubt' part. I'm Karen, in my teenage-years, and appearently not so sure as I wish I was. now, you might be thinking: what the **** is she talking about. well; in january, it changed, on New Year's eve I kissed some other guy, who's name we shall not mention . And now it's almost August, and the next time I'll see this man it will 29 december. I know his sister well; but, the only thing I know about him is that he lives far from here, he is 2 years older and I ' loved ' him, I barely know him, I hardly like him. but I liked him anough to never tell my boyfriend about it , though, it was before myrelationship , let's be clear about that ! the feeling of guilt keeps growing behind my back and crowling to my heart. so, what am I suppose to do? wait and see, if I get over, it's been a half year sinds that kiss. and, I am sure I love my boyfriend, we are perfectly happy. :) I love him and I am in love with him. I just can't tell him this little detail and the longer I keep this secret from him, the more I feel guilty about it. But, what about 'let's call him Harry,' The only harries I know are Harry Potter, who doens't exist , and Prince Harry (who is as a matter of fact a sort of hot, a sort of old and a sort of 'lives in GREAT-BRITTAIN) but enough about my 'secretly passion for princes' lol ;) no, seriously, what the hell am I going to do? I mess up, every time I get happy, truly, I keep complaining about stupid silly little things. but , now, I am more than happy, my bf (wich is a dumb abbrevation for 'boyfriend' I don't have a lot of time to write, I want it out of my head by tommorow and it is late. ) is perfect. so what the hell is this about? and, so what, I kissed somebody else, but it was before 'us' and, he has secrets all the time; I want him to know, because there is nobody in this world I love more, but I would not get the time to tell him, because there would be a lot of misunderstandings before I could finish one sentence. so, doomed Harry, I don't like him, but e makes me feel guilty; about one drunk silly night-kiss. so wath do I tell me bf? and why the hell do I even bother to tell him at all? is it my guilt? or my self-destruction who wants me to be miserable again. ? because without Harry I can live, but without my boyfriend, I wouldn't survive a day. so, I kinda am hoping that one day, I'd rather have it soon than later, I will be brave, and tell him, but I don't want to lose him.
my bf worth much more than the truth. and I am well aware that truth is priceless.
Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, they serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson or help figure out who you are and who you want to become.
You never know who these people may be: your neighbor, child, long lost friend, lover, or even a complete stranger who, when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.
And sometimes things happen to you and at the time they seem painful and unfair, but in reflection
you realize that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential strength, will power, or heart. Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or
by means of good or bad luck.
Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of
your soul.
Without these small tests, whether they be events, illnesses or relationships, life would be like a smoothly paved straight flat road to nowhere, safe and comfortable, but dull and
utterly pointless.
The people you meet who affect your life and the successes and downfalls you experience create who you are, and even the bad experiences can be learned from, In fact, they are probably the
poignant and important ones.
If someone hurts you, or breaks your heart, forgive them, for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart...
If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes to things you would have never seen or felt without them.
Make every day count.
Appreciate every moment and take from it everything that you possibly can, for you may never be able to experience it again...
Talk to people you have never talked to before, and actually listen, let yourself fall in love, break free and set your sights high...
Hold your head up because you have every right too.
Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself...
for if you don't believe in yourself, no one else will believe in you either.
You can make of your life anything you wish. Create your own life and then go out and live in it!
Live each day As if it were your last... Tomorrow is not promised
the moon disappears, and the sun comes up. The city wakes up. Smiling faces walk to the mailbox to retrieve the newspaper. I gaze through my window to the orange horizon while the last teardrop falls on the ground. The only thing that crosses my mind is: 'we have survived the night.'
You messed it up again, but the differents between the other times, now my eyes aren't burning from the silly tears i cry. Now my heart isn't bleeding because you ripped it out. Now I don't feel al the sadness you've put through. There's even a smile upon my face. Maybe you think I lie, maybe you think I deny. Maybe you think that it's a routine now that you give me butterflies and then you murdered them.
Or maybe, I faced the truth, I stopped you push me around.
The screen door slams Mary's dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Rob Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again I just can't face myself alone again he is clearly a lonely person, but now he found some one that is even more lonely, Don't run back inside they want to get out , they're weiting for their 'big escape' Darling you know just what I'm here for she's scared, and accually , he is to. thet 'maybe we aren't that young anymore' So you're scared and you're thinking suddently he figgers out, that he hasn't did anything with his life, so far. That maybe we ain't that young anymore Show a little faith, there's magic in the night You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright this is a lovely verse. he sais : you are not pretty, but you are OK. Oh and that's alright with me and that is fine with me (I don't need a pretty girl to be happy)
You can hide 'neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses form your lovers Throw roses in the rain he talks about the misery they went trough, and about how she 'wasted her summer Waste your summer praying in vain praying in vain" here it is clear that she dreams about an escape to. For a savior to rise from these streets Well now I'm no hero he admits tat he is not a hero. that is a big step for a boy ;) That's understood All the redemption I can offer girl he hasn't got a lot to offer a girl, because their bouth from a dirty hood. is beneath this dirty hood but he wants to give everything that he has and more, he wants to give his dreams to With a chance to make it good somehow because, when she would be happy, he would be to. that is , to me, a perfect Hey what else can we do now thing to do. Except roll down the window here he bassicly sais : we 've got to make the best of it. And let the wind blow back your hair lets enjoy our lives,and laugh about the crappy days, let the wind blow in our hairs. Well the night's busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere there is magic in the night; We got one last chance to make it real To trade in thes wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven's waiting on down the tracks he talks about their ride, about getting away. he asks her to take his hand, Oh oh come take my hand so that they could be together. Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road Oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it's late, we can make it if we run oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road
Well I got this guitar just to let you know : a guitar doesn't talk. it is a way of telling you : I can play music. And I learned how to make it talk And my car's out back If you're ready to take that long walk The 'long walk' he talks about, is a walk to go away from home. to make a new home; From your front proch to my front seat The door's open but the ride it ain't free And I know you're lonely For words that I ain't spoken But tonight we'll be free tonight is the big night for (hmm, think ... I need a name) Jack and Mary. All the promises'll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Mary had to disapoint many boys, who had 'gosts in their eyes' Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the streets I think this is the reason why Mary is sad/ scared. Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn you hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they're gone Jack rides in a porch. On the wind, so Mary climb in It's a town full of losers And I'm pulling out of here to win
this was my version of thunder road. be sure to check it out, with or without lyrics , on youtube, because it is a pretty song.
you might think: "this girl wasn't even born when that song was written by The Boss!" well, you might be right, I guess. But, As I get older, I discover new songs, and if there was one thing my parents want to teach me, it is a sense of humor and a weird wacky mad addiction to Bruce springsteen. so, I have 15 favorite songs, and, I'm going to discuss them all (ow... juij! :p) because they mean a lot to me.
So here we've got : dancing in the dark.
the songtekst ;I'm sorry, this one will be without translation.... (I don't know why I even mind to write in English, probably because I'm rebel. :p NOT , I just like the language a lot. and so will you.
I get up in the evening and I ain't got nothing to say I come home in the morning I go to bed feeling the same way I ain't nothing but tired Man I'm just tired and bored with myself Hey there baby, I could use just a little help
You can't start a fire I think this is about a love afair, he is desperate . He really wants this girl to love You can't start a fire without a spark him back, he really wants affirmation, confirmation, that he's doing OK. This gun's for hire I love it when a boy is a little shy, I mean, I want a guy, that will / can defend even if we're just dancing in the dark defend me, but still won't be machoman. some one like the person in this song. he checks his look, like I do, you look so long, that you see things, that aren't Message keeps getting clearer really there. The person, (let's call him Jack) so, Jack lives in a 'dump' , he radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place wants to get out of there, as fast as possible. Me to, but I don't live in a dump. I check my look in the mirror Me and Jack would make a perfect couple I think :p I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face Man I ain't getting nowhere I'm just living in a dump like this There's something happening somewhere baby I just know that there is
You can't start a fire you can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark
You sit around getting older there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me I'll shake this world off my shoulders come on baby this laugh's on me
Stay on the streets of this town and they'll be carving you up alright They say you gotta stay hungry hey baby I'm just about starving tonight I'm dying for some action I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book I need a love reaction come on now baby gimme just one look
You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark Hey baby
I think the lyrics talk for themselves, It is a wonderfull song, and i'm crazy about it, you should check it out,
in the music video you can see courtney fox (a.k.a 'monica' from 'friends')
my life is at the point where I'm pretty much sure that it can't get any worse. I always was a happy person . Because that's the thing with people, we ALWAYS want to blame something, or even more, someone.
sometimes I have these crappy days, you know what I'm saying? you stumble, you fall, you get up again, you stmuble, you fall, you get up again....
on such days I can't accept that somebody else could be happy, or mad, or natural. accually, you would be pretty suprised if you saw me, in my Overacting-days . wich are about.... 50procent of my days? but, to the subject of this week ...: I blame each person I see on that day, for not hugging me, or for hugging me. thay can't do anything right, neather can I. because,apparently, I'm not the only one with this... let's all it a 'condition' . today was one of my good-days, but, it was like the whole school was having a bad-day. and believe me,they are the majority. so I hade no chance at all, to survive , without getting hurt. or killed.... no, just kidding, I 'only' got hurt, today, and, it was because I realised, that I'm not the centre of the attention, and that that wasn't a big deal. in fact, I wasn't a big deal. an why would I be. ?
today I got blamed for over a million times, how selfish, evil, bad, poor, naughty I was. WAS. I got blamed for everyone's problems. And i wish I could say 'I just don't care....' but I do. why is eveybody so damn unhappy, I hate it. It ruined my day. my happy day so I start wondering, wondering why? and because I ran out of fantasy, and theories, (I see you thinking: thank god, finaly. but you got it wrong there :p) I start asking, 'why are you so sad/unhappy?' and you know what. I was right!
people aren't as bad as we think they are. they're worse.
so, I found out that "M. is a slut, that steals boyfriends, and that I should check out B.'s purse, because she stole something from a cheap store called 'hema' and you know what? S lied to me about not having a boyfriend " I accually said : ow god, why is our life so miserable, I wish I was dying out in the streets, so I could be more happy. (in a sarcastic, mean, irritated way ) because, what the hell is they're problem? they (we) have money, boyfriends, education, shoppingmalls, what else do we really need?
we need someone to blame. for our mistakes, and we wisper ourselves silly little lies, and stupid tails with funny details , and the worst part is : we believe them, we believe that we aren't as wrong as they are. but accually. we're worse.
we want strangers to think we're happy, with our toothpaste-smile, we tell them we're fine. we want our parents to think they did well, raising ous. we tell them we're great. we want the neighbors to be jealous about our life. we tell them we're fantastic. we want our friends to take care of ous in bad times. we tell them we're miserable. we want our enemies to think we survived the day without getting hurt.
we tell them. ... what do you tell them? tell a lie, tell a stupid story with funny details? tell them nothing and run away? tell them 'great, but now a little less great because you're here?' I tell them : I'm okay.
because I stopped blaming them, for making my life not okay.
I've stumbled and fall, but even with grazes I have to move on, even with scars I don't forget to breath. Because, sometimes you found this that heal the grazes. Scars can't heal, but you need to like them, they are a part of you. They make you who you are. I don't speak about grazes and scars outside. I talk about things that are worse. The wounds inside. They give you more tears that those outside. Those tears are sincere. This are things that you really make cry. But don't forget to move on, and search the things that can heal those wounds. That's what life is about, after each setback, you need to climb back out and continue. Maybe you have another setback or maybe you find your happily ever after. But you can never give up or you are a prey of fear, grief and uncertainty.
Come on, you must admit that you almost had to cry at the end? I did. Twice. maybe because I'm becoming one of those softies, you know them, they are the 'weepies' who cry in the cinema at the 'happely ever after' :) well, maybe I'm becoming one of those, or maybe I'm just in love.for the first time. Really in love. I'm sorry for my ex-boyfriends. I think you can't say you're in love . You can't just say you're in love for the very first timpe (I know, I just sayd it myself , well, I just suck.) but, maybe in ten years I'll be laughing with my 'little' feelings . But for now, this is the nicest ting I've ever had. And this song is all about it.
Ofcourse you know about Romeo and Juliet, there forbidden love is an exemple for all of ous. but this song is about much more, it's a fairy-tale. And everybody knows that each little girl wants to be a princess of her own country . maybe I'm still a little girl, because I want that dress .
It is the magic in fairy-tales that makes life miserable. Driving a car is nothing compared to flying with a unicorn. The same in love, the sleeping beauty (Doornroosje) . I just love that story, but, we want our boy to take ous somewhere we can be alone we want the secrets, because they are exciting , we need them to keep the romance up-to-date to keep the adventure in side. So I sneak out to the garden to see you We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew and then ofcourse, well, you know me, the escape part wich I love, because it is so real, you have the moment, and at that moment, you just want to pick the people you love (in this case, the person you love) with you, and escape from reality. Escape . Go to your own castle with your own prince, and forget about the rest. Selfish . again. J .
When I heard See the lights, see the party, the ballgowns See you make your way through the crowd And say hello I thought about a ballroom, where theres this thing cold magic in the air. Everybody is dancing, with dresses and champagne, and music. An dthan theres this guy, youre seeing him, thinking hes looking to another girl, and he comes to you and says hello (wich is wath most people say at the beginning of a conversation, so, that means, you have a little chat) afterwards, you dance all evening, and then you have to go. Or am I just telling Cinderella here? Well, maybe, maybe not, we will never know. But one thing is sure: I love proms, and this songs definitely is about a prom. And a prince.
I wanna be a princess. I already told you. But, this time in another way, I dont really care about the castle, its the prince that counts, someone who adores you. Who helps you cooking. we all search someone to grow old with.
Why? Well, no one wants to die alone , do they?
We were both young when I first saw you I close my eyes and the flashback starts I'm standing there On a balcony in summer air See the lights, see the party, the ballgowns See you make your way through the crowd And say hello Little did I know
That you were Romeo You were throwing pebbles And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet," And I was crying on the staircase Begging you, "Please don't go" And I said
Romeo, take me Somewhere we can be alone I'll be waiting All there's left to do is run You'll be the prince And I'll be the princess It's a love story Baby, just say yes
So I sneak out to the garden to see you We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew So close your eyes Escape this town for a little while
'Cause you were Romeo I was a scarlet letter And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet," But you were everything to me I was begging you, "Please don't go," And I said
Romeo, take me Somewhere we can be alone I'll be waiting All there's left to do is run You'll be the prince And I'll be the princess It's a love story Baby, just say yes
Romeo, save me They're trying to tell me how to feel This love is difficult, but it's real Don't be afraid We'll make it out of this mess It's a love story Baby, just say yes
I got tired of waiting Wondering if you were ever coming around My faith in you is fading When I met you on the outskirts of town And I said
Romeo, save me I've been feeling so alone I keep waiting for you But you never come Is this in my head? I don't know what to think He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring And said
Marry me, Juliet You'll never have to be alone I love you and that's all I really know I talked to your dad You'll pick out a white dress It's a love story Baby, just say yes
reminded me about my biggest dream when I was a little girl (yeah, I know, I was kinda vain) : 
(I don't know why I even mind to write in English, probably because I'm rebel. :p NOT , I just like the language a lot. and so will you.
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. today was one of my good-days, but, it was like the whole school was having a bad-day. and believe me,they are the majority.
so I start wondering, wondering why? and because I ran out of fantasy, and theories, (I see you thinking: thank god, finaly. but you got it wrong there :p) I start asking, 'why are you so sad/unhappy?' and you know what.
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I think you can't say you're in love . You can't just say you're in love for the very first timpe (I know, I just sayd it myself , well, I just suck.) but, maybe in ten years I'll be laughing with my 'little' feelings . But for now, this is the nicest ting I've ever had. And this song is all about it. 
