I love Across the Universe. Saw it last Wednesday. I’m still gushing.
What a week. My life’s undergoing major changes. I so lack sleep. And there are things that need to be done. But I count my blessings.
Oh. Speaking of songs and love, here’s something that got published last Feb. 13 in PDI-2bU.
Soundtrack of my love life
By Oliver M. Pulumbarit
2bU! Contributor
The list has changed since then; this is more or less a definitive rundown of songs that reflect my current thoughts and mood. I’ve loved some songs since I was a teen (and they still apply amazingly to my situation), while others are new discoveries that succinctly capture words that I always wanted to say. They remind me that trough the years, I’ve learned that love can stop, begin again, and can’t truly be measured properly.
“After you’ve had it, you’ll never want to quit.”
“Well, I want to paint that picture with that great look in your eyes.”
“Maybe our communion shall prevail.”
“Your smile is like the ocean, your kiss the seven seas.”
“Shall I stay? Would it be a sin?”
“I’m not denying. I’m frightened as much as you.”
“Now it’s late and I feel older, having lost so much to you…”
“If I could only lose myself, I would lose myself in you.”
“You were the first, you’ll be the last.”
“You have raised me high above any love that I’ve ever found.”
“Did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?”
“Forget that our time is almost up.”
“I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me.”
“I’m missing your bed. I never sleep.”
“No blinding lights, or tunnels to gates of white, just our hands clasped so tight.”
“Lie to me, but please don’t leave.”
“I wanna be with you forever, if tomorrow’s not too late.”
“The light, the heat, I am complete.”
“Don’t let me let you go.”
“You’re my obsession, my addiction, my drug.”
“Now I’ve got someone who cares for me; he wrote my name in silver sands.”
“You’re the one sure thing when I get lost in the game.”
“I was driving home, the morning after with the taste of you still on my tongue.”
“He loved me so naughty, made me weak in the knees.”
“Remember when I moved in you, and the holy dove was moving too? Every breath we drew was Hallelujah.”
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