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HAVE YOU VOTED FOR JENSEN TODAY?
Oct. 17th, 2015 11:34 pm
PCAforJensen
please go and vote vote vote, he deserves an award too.
he deserve to know we think he's an amazing actor.
Oct. 17th, 2015
PCAforJensen
please go and vote vote vote, he deserves an award too.
he deserve to know we think he's an amazing actor.
Its hard when things disappear
Oct. 17th, 2015 11:59 pmit's hard when you see how your list of friends have changed, is hard when you see your family in a different light.
when the one who was support and protection is in need of protection and support. fallen idols hurt like hell.
all night talks and all day laughs, special food and sneaking out at night.
now busy adults too tired to care, and everything where it wasn't supposed to be.
is hard when you notice you're not what you wanted to be.
get over it kid, that's not for you, reality say and it hurts.
it's So hard to move on, to see how the dreams, the love and those you loved are gone.
is hard when the pain leaves, is hard when the memories are gone. maybe more than when they were fresh and here.
because that means you're stronger than you thought or more stupid than you thought.
because the pain didn't killed you and you feel you've betrayed them for not joining him. For not mourning them
I just want it all to stop.
I just want to feel this things forever, not to let go, why Do I have to lose those smiles and those hugs?
I don't want to miss that sound when the sun rises and hurt your eyes, and the color of your skin when you didn't use suscreen
and the feeling of it at your touch. citrus all over the place.
I remember you covered in mud, and chuckling like it were chocolate.
and the scar where the broken bone was.
I remember how beautiful your kid smiled when you were here and how much your girl loved you.
the sound of your wife's joy as she spoke of your new project, as she ironed your shirts.
the blue sky, the white sand, the drive from your house to the beach.
and the stupid dirty long black coat and the dirt dark dingy club where we used to dance
losing ourselves in bass and sore muscles, eyes closed as the world was left behind.
you said you finally knew where you belong.
yet you left.
I remember you too, the smell of the pillow, and your stupid aviators in the mornings.
the way you offered coffee flavored kisses and cream filled caresses while you started the car.
Harley Davidson shirts and a kiss in a theater in front of your ex.
piano lessons and an open mic, just with you an your blue eyes.
I remember you, with your pony tail and the way you made me cinnamon toasts, leaving a real mess
and ignored it for a whole day so we could stay in bed all afternoon.
when you came to hide with me and when we made plans for our own Namibia.
fights over daisy fields and mooshroom soup with grilled cheese
And our son. he'd have your eyes, and would have my smile, and we could teach him football and Lord of the rings.
I remember all of you those who forgot me
and I'll feel guilty always because you all left, and there must be a reason, right?
there only one thing in common.
me
“keep smiling little fighter tomorrow will be brighter”
happy Birthday, you,the one without more birthdays.
I love you
when the one who was support and protection is in need of protection and support. fallen idols hurt like hell.
all night talks and all day laughs, special food and sneaking out at night.
now busy adults too tired to care, and everything where it wasn't supposed to be.
is hard when you notice you're not what you wanted to be.
get over it kid, that's not for you, reality say and it hurts.
it's So hard to move on, to see how the dreams, the love and those you loved are gone.
is hard when the pain leaves, is hard when the memories are gone. maybe more than when they were fresh and here.
because that means you're stronger than you thought or more stupid than you thought.
because the pain didn't killed you and you feel you've betrayed them for not joining him. For not mourning them
I just want it all to stop.
I just want to feel this things forever, not to let go, why Do I have to lose those smiles and those hugs?
I don't want to miss that sound when the sun rises and hurt your eyes, and the color of your skin when you didn't use suscreen
and the feeling of it at your touch. citrus all over the place.
I remember you covered in mud, and chuckling like it were chocolate.
and the scar where the broken bone was.
I remember how beautiful your kid smiled when you were here and how much your girl loved you.
the sound of your wife's joy as she spoke of your new project, as she ironed your shirts.
the blue sky, the white sand, the drive from your house to the beach.
and the stupid dirty long black coat and the dirt dark dingy club where we used to dance
losing ourselves in bass and sore muscles, eyes closed as the world was left behind.
you said you finally knew where you belong.
yet you left.
I remember you too, the smell of the pillow, and your stupid aviators in the mornings.
the way you offered coffee flavored kisses and cream filled caresses while you started the car.
Harley Davidson shirts and a kiss in a theater in front of your ex.
piano lessons and an open mic, just with you an your blue eyes.
I remember you, with your pony tail and the way you made me cinnamon toasts, leaving a real mess
and ignored it for a whole day so we could stay in bed all afternoon.
when you came to hide with me and when we made plans for our own Namibia.
fights over daisy fields and mooshroom soup with grilled cheese
And our son. he'd have your eyes, and would have my smile, and we could teach him football and Lord of the rings.
I remember all of you those who forgot me
and I'll feel guilty always because you all left, and there must be a reason, right?
there only one thing in common.
me
“keep smiling little fighter tomorrow will be brighter”
happy Birthday, you,the one without more birthdays.
I love you