Show me the books he loves and I shall know the man
far better than through mortal friends.
~ Dawn Adams ~
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Somewhere only we know...
I've always wanted my own place. Some place I go for privacy, or to contemplate my thoughts, or just to read a book. Years ago I read this scene in a Harlequin story where this girl has her spot, it's under a tree on a golf course and she used to watch the guy she liked play golf there. years later she took him to that spot and shared it with him. It was such an intimate thing, sharing her secret place with this one guy, meant so much more than sex or saying I love you, it was real and honest. Ever since I read that Ive wanted my own spot. somewhere to go when the urge hits me. But i've never been able to find it.
Recently I've found myself wanting to discover a place with my guy, something thats ours. Somewhere only we know. Which coincidently is why im loving this song atm...
Somewhere only we know - Keane
I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of? Oh simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin And if you have a minute, why don't we go Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything So why don't we go somewhere only we know? Somewhere only we know
So tell me something, am I alone in this? Do you have a private spot to go? Do you want one? Or am I bonkers?