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Sunday, October 31, 2010

what sort of music do you like anyhow?

a song i wrote about a dear friend last year,
it's called promises.


Its at the end of next year

I’ll get to see your face

After 5 years away from each other

I’m waiting to feel your embrace



You made me a promise

That you’d always be here for me

I said I didn’t like your promises

Cause people always seem to break them



And if you broke my promise

it would be like you broke my heart

but I suppose your heart cannot be broken

if it wasn’t whole to start.



When I see you next year

What will you expect from me

Will it all just be fun and games

Or will you take it seriously

Will you remember what you promised me?



And if you broke my promise

it would be like you broke my heart

but I suppose your heart cannot be broken

if it wasn’t whole to start.



We’ve spoken a little of when we meet up

And to tell you the truth im a little scared

Things have already seemed to have changed

from when we spoke about our future days



I just want to give all of me to you

But you have already given yourself to someone else

Oh what’s a girl like me to do

When they’re hooked on someone like you

Would you be able to repeat

That promise you said you would keep 




And if you broke my promise

it would be like you broke my heart

but I suppose your heart cannot be broken if it wasn’t whole to start.



copyright paigekingsley 2009.

Friday, October 29, 2010

lying awake at night when you should be sleeping is never a good thing. a thousand thoughts racing through your head. thoughts about everyone and anyone and everything and anything. thoughts about where you could be instead or who you could be with. people you broke it off with and now have no contact. and when these thoughts run through your head you wonder what it would be like to talk to them again or be with them. you wonder why exactly they're not talking to you or responding to your text messages. whether it is to do with you personally or to do with people you interact with. you wish you could just call them to hear their voice and to ask what's going on... but then realize it was a crazy idea to begin with.. and you know that come tomorrow you'll question yourself as to why you were even thinking of that person in the first place. so many thoughts, yet so drousy. time to try and sleep. goodnight.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

stop stealing my heart away

"i can feel your heart beat"
enrique iglesias ft. nicole scherzinger

i became aware of this song on carina's tumblr, and i liked it straight away.
there isn't much to the song, but with the constant piano and beat, while the words "i can feel your heart beat" are repeatedly chanted just feels enchanting. it makes me happy. i don't have anyone to like at the moment, but it still makes me smile and gives the possibility of having someone in the future.

when the time is right it will be good and well, until then i will continue to dream endlessly.

(: