Gone in the night

It’s like we’re gone missing in this nightmare so real
A lack of light
I caught a glimpse of you
And I never wanna leave
I’m full of doubt and it feels like an eternal fire
But I saw your shadow
And I never wanna leave this place

I’m all torn up
All warped, crushed and wounded
All battered and scarred

I got crossed signals
I missed the point

It’s like we’re gone missing in this nightmare so real
A lack of light
I caught a glimpse of you
And I, I never wanna leave
I’m full of doubt and it feels like an eternal fire
But I saw your shadow
And I never wanna leave this place

Me and mine

The best thing about blogging for me is the opportunity to be completely anonymous. I can be completely personal and say whatever’s on my mind. I can write personal texts and lyrics without people asking me why I wrote what I wrote. If I had my picture and my full name here, than I would have to limit what I write, and the reason I have a blog is so I can have an online diary. I’m not about getting a lot of readers, but I do appreciate when people come by to read what I write.

These last months have gone by fast. I’ve been home for the summer and the time went by way too fast for me. When I finished my summer job I went on short vacation with my family. I enjoyed the weeklong vacation with sunbathing, a dip in the sea, photographing, lovely food and good conversations. I had an amazing time! A break from everything was just what I needed.

This fall I started my third year at the university, I’ve chosen my specialization and I feel I made the right decision. I’m doing a master’s degree in science and technology, and I’ve spent most of my at school. Though I could’ve and should’ve been more productive and efficient the last week. I’ve been worrying about everything but school, but I had to pull myself together and concentrate about the right things. Sometimes I wish everything could’ve been a bit easier, but… I’m ready to take on challenges.

I always wondered…

…

I think I’m going to be fine
Cause you bring me back again
When I can’t catch my breath
You bring me back again
Drawing a deep breath
And I’m back to myself
And I never understand what you do

Me and mine

The last four months have gone by so fast. Waking up early morning and coming home late in the evening just in time to hit the sheets. I can’t believe it’s spring and that the summer’s right around the corner. I’m so ready for summer to get here – and the best part is that I’ll be finished with my exams by the end of may. That isn’t a very long time. I also decided going home for the summer. I haven’t been there for so long so the thought of not going home was a bit depressing, so I turned down a job offer in the city.

The worst decision I made so far this year was to take an additional course (I made the same mistake last year, aren’t you supposed to learn from your mistakes? Not me.) I added geology to my schedule. An exciting subject, but I haven’t worked with the subject as much as I wanted to and I have to admit I’m a bit nervous about the exam, but I going to do my best.

In the middle of it all, I forgot this blog. I came to mind about the blog over a week ago. I forgot how satisfying it is to write a diary, to have a place where you can write whatever you’re feeling and whatever’s on your mind – it’s so liberating!

 

That day

I think about that day
It’s bittersweet
It always makes me feel a certain way
My feet lose touch with the ground
And everything around me
I’ll never let it slip my mind

Cause I lost something that day

Footloose

I’m slow dancing between the grass
I took a free ride from the city                 I deserted and I fled the scene

I took the easy way out to cut loose

I’ll read the bittersweet notes
When we’re long gone
And remember how it used to be
Back in the day
But we’re free now

Photos

 

Pics

 

I’m currently listening to a song by Kaizers Orchestra (while I’m trying to solve differential equations).

“Og du heiste meg til skyene, og enda lenger opp
Eg var din akrobat, og eg dalte alltid rett inn i armane dine
Me måtte vært sommerfugler om me sko ha følt oss friare
Og far stod og smilte, og vinkte, ner på bakken og såg
Men det var den gong då
Me har det ikkje sånn lenger nå”

I love the chorus!

I thought about you again today. I picked up my phone, I looked up your number and I was ready to press the green button, but I didn’t. I don’t even know why I still got your number on my phone. I haven’t called you or sent you a message in ages. Sometimes I really want to, but something holds me back. Sending a message after years of not saying silence is scary. Do we have anything to talk about? A lot has happened since the last time, where would we start?

I fell into your arms, you had them wrapped around me and whispered in my ear that you never wanted me to leave. I remember those nights when sleeping was the last thing I could do. Watching out the window in the middle of the night, looking at the city lights and thinking about everything that had happened. What went wrong?

I miss your smile. I miss your hugs. But most of all, I miss the feeling you gave me.