I am pen. I am paper. I am Nobe.

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who’ll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
He’ll get my support
He will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
He’ll hear me out
And won’t easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact he’ll often disagree
But at the end of it all
He will understand me
I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who’ll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don’t want to be tied
To anyone’s strings
I’m carefully trying to steer clear of those things
But when I’m asleep
I want somebody
Who will put his arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I’ll get away with it

while preparing to sleep, this song keeps ringing inside my head last night.. minus the thud thud heartbeat of course. hehehe.

Friendster Blog, July 31, 2005 at 01:51 PM