window is a blog Maria Amidu started writing in January 2015. It is a repository for her random musings on significant and insignificant things…

word collecting

4.30am: sea obstacles breakthrough tender uncertainty guesswork

girl lol

quite nice to still be defined as a girl

 

LOVE

I see us in the park
Strolling the summer days of imaginings in my head
And words from our hearts
Told only to the wind felt even without being said
I don’t want to bore you with my trouble
But there’s somethin ’bout your love
That makes me weak and
Knocks me off my feet
There’s sumptin ’bout your love
That makes me weak and
Knocks me off my feet
Knocks me off my feet
I don’t want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you
I don’t want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you
More and more
We lay beneath the stars
Under a lovers tree that’s seen through the eyes of my mind
I reach out for the part
Of me that lives in you that only our two hearts can find
But I don’t want to bore you with my trouble
But there’s sumptin ’bout your love
That makes me weak and
Knocks me off my feet
But there’s sumptin ’bout your love
That makes me weak and
Knocks me off my feet
I don’t want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you
I don’t want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you
I don’t want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you
Darling I don’t want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you
I don’t’ want to bore you with it
Oh but I love you, I love you, I love you
Darling I don’t want to bore you with it

word collecting

yesterday: divergent

People United away day: kindness efficacy compelling iterative ingredients respect society

 

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