Post by -Marianne- on May 23, 2007 18:06:07 GMT 1
HeiHei ;D
Bare noe jeg skrev nå i farta! ;D
Ble eeegentlig ikke fornøyd, men tenkte jeg kunne poste fordi om! ;D Det er en Tom F. Standalone ;D Og sangteksten er Backstreet boys med "I still" Enjoy!
I still…
”Who are you now? Are you still the same, or did you change somehow? What do you do? At this very moment, when I think of you.”
I’m sitting in my room. I’m looking out the window to see the raindrops hitting the clear glass. I miss you. I miss the old Tom. I miss the Tom that used to come and say good morning to me, in the morning before we walked hand in hand to school. I miss the Tom who used to make stupid jokes and who used to hold his arms around me, making me feel safe. Why did you change, Tom? Why didn’t you stay the same? I can’t do anything; all I do now is think about you. What do you do the moment, when all I do is think of you? You’re out playing guitar with your band mates? Out partying with girls? Getting drunk every weekend?
“And when I’m looking back, how we were young and stupid. Do you remember that?”
I can’t do anything else than laugh, when I think back on the things we used to do. When we used to lie on the fields looking at the sky, to see if we could find any animals in the skies. Or when we used to sit and play guitar. No, when you used to play music for me, because you loved it. Not because you got money for it. When you played because the music was in your heart, not in your pocket. Like it is now. I wish we could be like we used to be. Like before. When all we needed was each other. Each other’s presence.
“Don’t matter how I fight it, can’t deny it, and just can’t let you go. I still need you, I still care about you. Now everything’s been said, and done. I still feel you, like I’m right beside you.”
But no matter what I do, I can’t deny it. I can’t just let you go. I love you. I need you to be in my life, because I care about you. I’ve told you so many times, and you’ve told me you loved me as well, but is it true? Are you telling me the truth? I guess everything’s been said, and done. When I lie down in bed, I can still feel you, like you’re right beside me. I can feel the warmth from your skin, the softness from your eyes, when you look at me. I remember the warmth and the love from your eyes- why can’t it just be like that again?
“I keep coming back. I’m stuck in a moment, that wasn’t meant to last”
I know you’re not coming back. I wish you would though. I guess I’m just stuck in that moment. That special moment when you were the old, good Tom. When you were the boy I fell in love with. The one that made my heart beat faster, the one that made my heart melt every time he smiled to me. I still love you Tom, and I always will.
Bare noe jeg skrev nå i farta! ;D
Ble eeegentlig ikke fornøyd, men tenkte jeg kunne poste fordi om! ;D Det er en Tom F. Standalone ;D Og sangteksten er Backstreet boys med "I still" Enjoy!
I still…
”Who are you now? Are you still the same, or did you change somehow? What do you do? At this very moment, when I think of you.”
I’m sitting in my room. I’m looking out the window to see the raindrops hitting the clear glass. I miss you. I miss the old Tom. I miss the Tom that used to come and say good morning to me, in the morning before we walked hand in hand to school. I miss the Tom who used to make stupid jokes and who used to hold his arms around me, making me feel safe. Why did you change, Tom? Why didn’t you stay the same? I can’t do anything; all I do now is think about you. What do you do the moment, when all I do is think of you? You’re out playing guitar with your band mates? Out partying with girls? Getting drunk every weekend?
“And when I’m looking back, how we were young and stupid. Do you remember that?”
I can’t do anything else than laugh, when I think back on the things we used to do. When we used to lie on the fields looking at the sky, to see if we could find any animals in the skies. Or when we used to sit and play guitar. No, when you used to play music for me, because you loved it. Not because you got money for it. When you played because the music was in your heart, not in your pocket. Like it is now. I wish we could be like we used to be. Like before. When all we needed was each other. Each other’s presence.
“Don’t matter how I fight it, can’t deny it, and just can’t let you go. I still need you, I still care about you. Now everything’s been said, and done. I still feel you, like I’m right beside you.”
But no matter what I do, I can’t deny it. I can’t just let you go. I love you. I need you to be in my life, because I care about you. I’ve told you so many times, and you’ve told me you loved me as well, but is it true? Are you telling me the truth? I guess everything’s been said, and done. When I lie down in bed, I can still feel you, like you’re right beside me. I can feel the warmth from your skin, the softness from your eyes, when you look at me. I remember the warmth and the love from your eyes- why can’t it just be like that again?
“I keep coming back. I’m stuck in a moment, that wasn’t meant to last”
I know you’re not coming back. I wish you would though. I guess I’m just stuck in that moment. That special moment when you were the old, good Tom. When you were the boy I fell in love with. The one that made my heart beat faster, the one that made my heart melt every time he smiled to me. I still love you Tom, and I always will.