Diary post #3 #2012

It was warm outside and so was the sky. It, it was a shade of my mothers favorite blue with a hint of pink in it. my eyes, my eyes watched the waves below cave in and out between each other, dancing beautifully along the boat. My hair, well it kept blewing across my face as I leaned over the edge. Trying to see my reflection. Then Feeling, feeling the salty air against my face. It whispering sweet words of yawnder. Sturred butterflies in my stomach. Made me feel anxious. Then so, I licked my lips and tasted the oceans salty wet kiss. And for awhile there, it made me think of him... of all people. 

My eyes locked on the horizon at this point.. and there it was, its liquid colors of gold and purple tones blended together so softly, a beautiful mess. these cydascop of colors I lost myself in. Thrown back in dim memories of those summer nights on 11th avenue. I remember the stage, brightly lite and so was his eyes. Swaying across the glowing haze of Augusts nights, he hummed sweet, sweet, oh sweet tunes to me. Pulling me in close against his chest, I lost my breath. He held me, like every girl dreams. He once was all and everything, the warmth I called home. It's true what the poets foretell... You'll never find the same love twice. 

The glitter of past lovers soon drifted off in the sea. Back to from shimmery thoughts. there I was still... now standing against the bars, head in hands, leaning over edge. He still, and somehow always will, stay a faint sunset in my daydreams. 

How long should it take for me to learn from my mistakes. - stop falling in love with boys with dreamy blue eyes and cute tilted grins, awkward shrugs and singer of love songs.