Over You

October 26, 2013
By The_Capricornian GOLD, Marietta, Georgia
The_Capricornian GOLD, Marietta, Georgia
12 articles 0 photos 30 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway


Oh, one warm day, from sometime long ago, on a small plaza, just outside of a mall
I sat with three other boys who I’ve forgotten all, yet you stand in my memory tall
Sitting over there (handsomely beautiful), you laugh and joke with him all your girlfriends
Then he gets up (to scam a drink), leaving for a good long time
And you drop, something small, you then pounce on it, and look up

Our eyes connect, and you blush and grin with majestic heart made of light
Not caring what anyone thought of you or your lucid rationality
It felt like, there was only you and me, and was
L'amour pour l'éternité
But that was wrong because I knew you loved that boy who left to scam une boisson
So I tried to forget and erase that wetly colored pretentious memory
Yet even after, all this time, I guess that
I have never gotten over you

-Musical Interlude-

I never wanted to steal, but greed is a compelling thing, twisting my heart into awful knots
Like when our French teacher asked, “Qu’as-tu?” and you said, “Un cadeau de mon ami.”
Tomorrow for sure (I tell myself), I’ll tough up and tell her avec certitude
Through nights and days (and dawns and dusks), I never did so due to shame
And my mind, moves on so, rehashing that memory, till I’m heartsore

Our eyes connect, and you blush and grin with unadulterated life
Not caring what anyone thought of you or your luminous eccentricity
It felt like, there was only you and me, and was
L'amour pour l'éternité
I have to admit I waited too long to sing my heart’s contents
Even so, even so, even so, I still sing this mangle ballad
And even after, all this time, I feel that
I’ve never gotten over you

-Musical Interlude-

You have always lit up the darkness in my cloudy heart
Even if you have never intended to do so
I hold you, above all, the other girls
For less than few are like you
Don’t worry about my heart, for I’ll move on and stash this feeling
And if I can’t I’ll come to you with flowers in hand and a simper on my face
I promise, I won’t hurt myself, ever
Until my time ends here

Our eyes connect, and you blush and grin just like I wish I could do
Not caring what anyone thought of you or your beauty
It felt like, there was only you and me, and was
L'amour pour l'éternité
I just wish I could sing, and I could sing to you in front of me
No shame, no regrets, no pain, a sweet silent moment of peace
Even if you’re gone, or with somebody else, I know that
I’ll never get over you


The author's comments:
10/25/13 10:00 p.m.

This was my first work that I wrote purely for therapy. What I did was take the only song that ever made me want to cry (Kimi no Kioku from Persona 3), and remade the lyrics so it could still be sung to, all the while fitting what I had to say.

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on Feb. 27 2014 at 8:52 pm
The_Capricornian GOLD, Marietta, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Hey Tizzy, I don't know if you'll ever see this, but I'm sorry I never got around to viewing your work.  I'm just trying to shove myself through school day by day and it's taking up a lot of my time, so it might take awhile before I ever do.  But don't worry, I havent forgot.

on Nov. 24 2013 at 1:59 pm
The_Capricornian GOLD, Marietta, Georgia
12 articles 0 photos 30 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Um... It's gone...

on Nov. 24 2013 at 9:22 am
The_Capricornian GOLD, Marietta, Georgia
12 articles 0 photos 30 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

I'm not TimexxFlies, but yes, I'll look over your story later today.

Tizzy BRONZE said...
on Nov. 24 2013 at 5:23 am
Tizzy BRONZE, Dhaka, Other
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Favorite Quote:
I sleep to much, parents complain. I sleep less, parents complain. I go out too much, parents complain. I don't go out too much, parents complain. I play games too much, parents complain. I play games less, parents complain. I CANT WIN!

It's great!!!! I LOVE IT!!!
Hey, TimexxFlies,  I am not saying you have to, but can you critic my "Lost in Wonderland"? Thanks!

on Nov. 4 2013 at 6:48 pm
The_Capricornian GOLD, Marietta, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Same day as another project? -_-  No problem though, you won't be disappointed.

on Nov. 4 2013 at 11:18 am
TimexxFlies GOLD, Sunland, California
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Favorite Quote:
I don't know the key to success. However, the key to failure is trying to please everybody. ~Bill Cosby

I just wanted to say that I have selected you for my WSS. :) You have a good talent, and you first mission is to write an article about a personal experience. I want it done by 11/15/13

on Oct. 30 2013 at 6:13 am
The_Capricornian GOLD, Marietta, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Oh, and une boisson is a drink.

on Oct. 29 2013 at 3:15 pm
The_Capricornian GOLD, Marietta, Georgia
12 articles 0 photos 30 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Sorry for the french part, it helps with the flow of the song (Because the song that I molded this around was in Japanese for the most part).  In order of use, here's the translations: Love for enternity (repeated throughout song), What have you?, A gift from my close friend.  Hope that made more sense.

on Oct. 29 2013 at 9:25 am
Calliashi SILVER, Litchfield Park, Arizona
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Favorite Quote:
The man with the key is king and honey, you should see me in a crown. ~James Moriarty

It seemed like a lovely poem but...a lot of it was in French. There was probably a reason and I bet it was poetic, but I, as well as a lot of people, can't read or speak French. Besides that the poem was wonderful and I liked the imagery and comparisons you made. Your point was still a little unclear but poetry can never really make a clearpoint, can Iit?


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