Falling Slowly - Glen Hasard

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along

From the movie "Once"

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God, I love this song. It made me cry so much as well as the movie. It made me miss home and made me realize things. The people important to me. It made me realize, how much important it is to be loved and to care for someone, honestly. everytime, I hear it makes me feel going home.

epiphany

Once in a while, you need to step back and get a good look at the full picture in front of you. Then you will realize, what is really causing you burden. No matter how much you gain from it, nothing beats the feeling of being free. Remember only lies will make sleep hardly at night..

I need to sleep because I need to feel home again. I need to feel whole again, when I'm broken into pieces. No matter how much cover-up I play up with, I come back weak.

Once in a while, I cry myself to death. I bleed my heart out. I shout my pain through the night. because there is only much that I can truly take. I am not a child of war, nor a child of lies.. I come from a person who truly showed love beneath all the pain.

ONCE

Once in our lives, across a room we meet a stranger. someone who just briefly strikes up a conversation. Then along the days, u find worldly things as a topic. unaware, something changes. even as much, you try to hold back, you find yourself amazed with this person everyday. its like a travel to an unknown world, there are things you don't understand but u see them differently. You see beauty in a different language. You try to show yourself maybe there is something wrong or whatever. Your fears come every now and then, your insecurities make you act crazy sometimes, but the little thing called between yourselves, which strangely you cannot understand..always survives the fire.

There is a thing called passion between humans, which clouds our judgement at times, but there something much strong as Fate which bounds some two worlds completely different. However, most eyes will never understand, most ears will never cease to say things nor minds will try to analyze..



"You see, we only live once to see the magic unfold in our eyes, let it be there, for it might not happen again. Pain never ceases to die, sadness is always around but love only comes once..sometimes ..for some..it never happens.."

of men..

"There is a tide in the affairs of men, which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; omitted, all the voyage of your life is bound in shallows and in miseries.."
--The Shakespeare Secret

everyday

"Harry, I'm going to let you in on a little secret: every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't plan it; don't wait for it; just let it happen. It could be a new shirt in a men's store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot, black, coffee." Twin Peaks - Dale Cooper

i'll see u around

I don't know what hurts a person so much. Is it the things that you lied
about? or the reason why you never told the truth? or maybe because you
never expected this person would lie to you.

my mom always told me, I'm a sensitive person, everything little thing
somebody says or do affects me. every event changes me. my friends say,
I'm different and my boyfriend says I'm the strangest girl he has ever met,
actually the weirdest one to that matter. Sometimes you just know, when
you're not really happy and you can't fake it. Even if you go to the most
wonderful places, something inside you always cries. There is a wakeful
conscience which wakes you up in the middle of the night. The past haunts
you every night and every single day. You pretend to be so strong that you
became numb and uncaring. You only keep the ones you love but you stray
away and become blind by what is really real.

I miss my mom as much as ever. She promised me she would come here, that's why I cam here..but...She said she would. I'll do anything to see her, or I would be forever waiting.