Friday, September 5, 2008

talking to the rain


ok i know i'm going to be posting a lot more because i get what i need to say from a single bus ride. With my headphones on and the bus just riding along with trees passing just makes it perfect. All i need right then and there is my music and the road even if it is a beat up school bus. Moments blurred into focus like just realizing as i was tapping my fingers to the music, the sun streamed in right onto my hand and bright pink nail polish, was the perfect moment for a picture, i think atleast. Everything just seemed right then and there, it's still summer and there was a gorgeous breeze, my hair was wispy and blowing onto my eyes like any movie moment, a new song predictably came and went, the bus got emptier and emptier because i am one of the last ones off, it was me and my thoughts strumming to a guitar...it's hard to explain because it's little moments pieced together when i realized music on the road is just right. I kinda realized i look at things as the perfect movie moment, a picture captured just right, the perfect sentence for a blog, or just the right thought to go on paper. Paper is what i never leave the house without, a post-it note, composition notebook, journal, hand outs in school when we're taking notes, an old crumpled napkin
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin And I wrote down our song

It's like an obsession but atleast its not illegal.
I am bright nail polish,pouring rain, a single star, a starry night, waves crashing, out of breath, soft breathers, speechless moments,song writer, night sneak outs, morning sunrise, broken glass, broken hearts, wishing, my playlist,crushing on him,open fields, moonlit water,naked, on the road, music.
I know that i can't wait for my licence because i will just drive to the end of the world. dirt road, blaring music every turn with me at the wheel. Plus with a friend it makes it that much more awesome.
I've been driving for an hour Just talking to the rain.

as i walked into the house when i got home, i lowered my music so it was softly playing for only me to hear, like background music or the soundtrack to my life.i thought that was cool<3

for those of you who want to stop crushing, here is a little snipet from"out of my face" by saving abel
So get out of my face
Get out of my sight
Get out of my head and give me back my piece of mind

(and suprisingly going back to school doesn't kill you)
-em
p.s. i stole the pic from C α я ℓ у ♥ on poly<3