Red, hot fire
Lift me up higher
And then let me fall
You spark a flame
A blaze I can’t tame
Drown it in champagne
Because I’m in love
Let’s make today special
Just think on my level
We can have fun, revel
Until tomorrow comes
The future of this blog
It seems I still have this blog. I posted some photos on here for a while, then gave that up; I didn’t post on flickr that often either.
It’s still a nice place for shorter things, I guess. Not exactly sure what I want to do with it. Maybe I’ll post short blurbs of ideas I’ve got just to keep track of everything. Nothing too personal, though.
I really have no clue how to deal with all these different accounts.
The closer I get
The closer I get, the farther I am
I want your love but who who gives a damn
Your seductive smile and shining eyes
Hide another world which lives in disguise
I’m quite intrigued, I’d like to know more
I want to explore what you’ve got in store
But how does one say what they feel inside?
Does one smile right back and hope it’s implied?
And who is to say that you feel the same way?
I see you quite often, almost every day
But I still can’t tell what you think of me
I would do anything to know, oh can’t you see
The obvious thing is the one I won’t do
I can’t ask you out, I’ll look like a fool
When you say “Sorry, I can’t that day”
I won’t have the slightest clue what to say
So it’s better I’m silent, and forget all this
There will be no kiss, no experience of bliss
But in the end, who really gives a damn?
The closer I get, the farther I am.