#poème en prose

When Ed Sheeran wrote ‘Best Part Of Me’, and Astrid S wrote 'Favourite Part Of Me’, they really were onto something. I Wonder what is it that they thought about, so strong that pushed the lyrics out of them. Words that can never be understood unless experienced….(Lalala me goes crazy)

Relationships have got to be like,

not being tempted to see or talk to each other,

but being able to communicate mind to mind from like miles apart……

(people be like : banging heads on walls to get them working)

*if* and *when* I hold your hand, I’ll rest my head on it. Feel your pulse, as I connect with you, and once we are, I’ll dance to your heartbeat till dawn until I’m tired and sleepy. Then gently lay my head in your lap, play with your hand and talk to you about you and only you while we stargaze in the middle of a spooky graveyard. Because of all that is on my mind, you prevail the strongest…

-to you

There always is something that you want from others in your life…and you may be called selfish for that.

But sometimes, we meet PEOPLE. People we want nothing from. Absurd, but we don’t exactly know why we like them sticking around. Rather why we wish to be around them, without purpose or intent, no questions asked.

-By the PEOPLE who triggered my mind into jotting this

“Everyone you love is gonna die…But, darlin’, so is everything, don’t cry…The stars will blink out one by one in time…And everyone you love is gonna die”

~ The End of Everything ( Noah Cyrus )

Meanwhile Me *hastily* : How do I salvage every second of this precious life ??

Does anyone associate songs with different life experiences ? For me, it’s like one song reminds me of a vacay trip from last year, another one blows off the dust from a childhood memory. Some just make me question why I’ve ever been sad, while others are just dozes of happiness. Some motivate me, while their rivals make me more sappy.

A few songs make me reminisce how good people have been to me, while others just make me want to delete the same people from existence.

Ok, photographs, Videos and Voice recordings are good memories, but songs – I tend to associate my life with them so much so that they are *MY SONGS***

I just want to get away from everything. Move to a chalet, somewhere in England. Away from all the drama of society. Reinvent myself. Take on a new identity. Read and write poetry. Go hiking or boating in the lakes of Windermere. And keep listening to *MY* favourite songs on repeat. No one should bother me.

I wish there were an edit option in life like there is in this Tumblr post

Sometimes I think of myself as an immature little ten year old kid.

I mean, I haven’t even lived a quarter of the average human lifespan, yet hither I come, trying to be a part time poet, philosopher, writer, and my own therapist..LOL !