I wandered lonely as a sheep Like the white one which is Tied outside one of the shops In the bazaar- It looks like it has no business Being there. I wandered lonely as a sheep, Bounding over the textbooks, And the half-written diary; And the poetry by Rafael Campo; And the late night coffee mug stain On the desk on which I study, But sometimes end up writing poetry. I wandered lonely as a sheep, Tip-toeing along the chain of thoughts Of love and happiness, And security long-forgotten; Of betrayal and grief And newer emotions I wish I had never discovered; Of friends and friendship; Of love and the man I love Who I know will never love me back. I wandered lonely as a sheep, I heave one last sigh, And jump, over the fence- Beyond, to freedom.
"I can hear the sound of violins, long before it begins." And when you're somewhere nearby, my heart starts to pound inside my chest, involuntarily, even if I can't yet see you. "Makes me feel as only you know how, sway me smooth, sway me now." Yes, so much so, that just for this once, I'd pick you over Richard Gere. (My due respects to Michael Buble, of course.)
Four years ago, I was very lucky to make friends with Talia. Talia lives in California, and no, we haven't actually ever met, but that hasn't stopped us from becoming very good friends. I was in my mid-teens and she had just taken up a job at a model photography studio, while continuing with her studies. Anyway, our shared passion for football, and one one footballer in particular, is the reason we met when we both joined the online community/blog zidanefans on livejournal. Over the years, I became good friends with not just Lia, but most of the other lovely ladies on 'Made in Marseille', including Marion, Arti, Sandra, Luise and Claire to just name a few. I was the youngest of the lot, and needless to say they adored me and my charming disposition. Lia in particular, was always very supportive and my seemingly wild, youthful ways about the community. A few days ago, Lia stopped visiting the website. And that's never happened before, and I missed her a lot.We wer...
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