There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark.
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare.
See how I'll leave, with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do.
There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark.
The scars of your love, remind me of us.
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
Baby I have no story to be told
But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn,
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Making a home down there as mine sure won't be shared
The scars of your love, remind you of us.
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it with a beating
Throw your soul threw every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow
(I wish you never gonna miss you)
We could of had it all
We could of had it all (I wish you never gonna miss you)
It all(3 times)
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it,
You played it,
You played it
You played it to the beat
Ola
Welcome to my Blog.... disclaimer : This is where i VENT and everything IS from my POV
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Hot as a mother
Today Cape town is absolutely ridiculously hot!!!!
Plus the Aircons in the office are still broken, so I brought a fan to work from home to keep me COOOOL, yeah, not working so well for now.
I am in love with Adele's song "rolling in deep"
" The scars of your love, remind me of us.
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling "
Plus the Aircons in the office are still broken, so I brought a fan to work from home to keep me COOOOL, yeah, not working so well for now.
I am in love with Adele's song "rolling in deep"
" The scars of your love, remind me of us.
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling "
How gorgeous is that?
Thursday, September 23, 2010
7 am
life, lifeless.... tired on the brink of daylight, i wake with the birds, but refuse to rise... i lay.....resting my body as long as it will stay......the comfort of the blanket... the heat underneath.... oh how i wish to stay under these sheets... shelter me from the world... shelter me from the day.... shelter me from me.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Iftaar
I had some Friends come over for Iftaar, and this is what the table looked like half way thru the meal :D
I made some Khoroshde Havij .... Tah-chin Poloh..... Soup..... Pizza...tea and Fatush Abla brought thru some Salads which was great.
Dessert u ask?
tea with a kinder bueno, swiss roll with strawberries, chips... biscuits... and ice-cream with chocolate sauce :D
cruelty of love
Love is a riddle...
No, more like a secret code that makes its self appear available
when it is in fact allusive and cruel.
Oh how I miss the Cruelty of Love!
The highs and lows close to cocaine.
Makes you feel invincible while you are actually at your most fragile
2008
He was never meant to come here.
Looking at the door...
Patiently....
Who am I looking for?
He isn't coming.
He was never meant to come here....yet hope.
Hope is filling my head with euphoric anticipation of the moment
he walks through the doors and smiles.
Oh what a smile it is!
Breathtaking.
Confusing me.
Enchanting me.
Ever wooed... Inciting.
2008
Who am I you ask?
A shell....
to scared to show you the real me.
The real me....the real me doesn't exist
I am a shell that adapts itself to peoples wants
YOU want me to be the happy crazy one?
my shell fills with the persona
You want me to be the nurturing one?
my shell fills with the persona
all these persona's have made me forget me,
loose me.... kill me
Who am i u ask?
I'll be whoever u want me to be.
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