of misunderstandings and misplaced emotions..

of old romances

"Gone with the Wind" (1939)

“No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.”

—Rhett (Clark Gable) to Scarlett (Vivien Leigh)

I should be kissed often, and by you because you know how :)

and ofcourse my very favorite --

"Annie Hall" (1977)

United Artists

“Love is too weak a word for what I feel — I luuurve you, you know, I loave you, I luff you, two F’s, yes I have to invent, of course I do, don’t you think I do?”

—Alvy (Woody Allen) to Annie (Diane Keaton)

i looove you i lurrv you i laav you i lobe you

"Groundhog Day" (1993)

Columbia Pictures

Phil (Bill Murray): “You like boats, but not the ocean. You go to a lake in the summer with your family up in the mountains. There’s a long wooden dock and a boathouse with boards missing from the roof, and a place you used to crawl underneath to be alone. You’re a sucker for French poetry and rhinestones. You’re very generous. You’re kind to strangers and children, and when you stand in the snow you look like an angel.”

Rita (Andie MacDowell): “How are you doing this?”

Phil: “I told you. I wake up every day, right here, right in Punxsutawney, and it’s always February 2nd, and there’s nothing I can do about it.”

of memories

dust mop dancin'

by Emily Sun

let's go back, you an me
dance with me, i'll twirl with the dust mop
and you'll laugh and pick dust out of my hair and say i'll never be old

let's go back, you an me
record me stealthily when i sing obscenely-loud songs in the shower
and play them over and over and over as i blush different shades of fire

let's go back, you an me
tickle me while i'm tryin' to play hopscotch
as i beg for mercy between gasps and giggles and threaten to wet my pants

let's go back, you an me
take me for never-ending piggy back rides, pretendin' i'm flyin'
then dump me on the dewy grass, make me laugh because you're laughing

let's go back, you an me
i'll push you in the fountain and you'll grin
and pull me in with you, we'll float on our backs
ignorin' the stares
and watch night fall in little pieces, here and here
except for in your eyes, which blind me

let's go back, you an me
paint sloppy, clumsy kisses on my cheeks
and make stupid looking necklaces out of sparkly plastic beads you know ill never wear

let's go back, you an me
whisper in my ear forever
so that now i can hear you in my head
and smile smiles that don't reach my eyes
and dance with the dust mop pretendin' that it's you

you

your desk is cluttered

with stuff

that you're made of

earthy smells,wines, bluebells

and sunshines that lighten up my heart

....

(my heart has found a new home)

of conversations

me - i'm not like other girls who left. i'm never gonna leave you if you keep me close to your heart and tell me so everyday

him - is that a warning ? :P

;)

of poems read

a kiss, the kind girls remember

is not a kiss of measured bliss,

perfect in its timeliness;

it's the one that leaves your heart undone,

a far from perfect hit-and-run

that isn't great until redone

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we guys remember kisses too,

and how badly we desired to

hit and run, but then we'd rue

we didn't stay and follow through

while the movie runs

you look at me askance

wanting to touch my hands;

and more..

(i'm lying in surrender)