Every time my heart melts for thy,
I feel chaos in my heart and i ask why?
When i forget the world for the twinkle in your eye,
The restlessness and the longing but why ??
Like a flower on my arms when you so innocently lie,
All the questions dissolve and turn into a sigh…
Why? you ask my why i love you my heart? i dunno,
But in you is where my heart will always lie…
Just thinking of you, is enough to make me smile 🙂
Imagine what it’ll be like when we would be actually together
“After all… I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.”
Anna Scott : Notting Hill
The pink strawberry pink and navy trim collared Chanel wool suit Jackie Kennedy wore in Dallas on November 22, 1963 has become a part of history–it’s what she was wearing the day her husband, President John F. Kennedy, was assassinated.
After President Kennedy was assassinated, Jacqueline Kennedy insisted on wearing the suit, stained with his blood, during the swearing-in of Lyndon B. Johnson and for the flight back to Washington, D.C. with the President’s body.
Mrs. Kennedy refused to take the suit off after it was stained with her slain husband’s blood, saying “Let them see what they’ve done.”
According to Lady Bird Johnson, who was also present there
“Her hair [was] falling in her face but [she was] very composed … I looked at her. Mrs. Kennedy’s dress was stained with blood. One leg was almost entirely covered with it and her right glove was caked, it was caked with blood – her husband’s blood. Somehow that was one of the most poignant sights – that immaculate woman, exquisitely dressed, and caked in blood.”
The suit is now stored out of public view in the National Archives “perfectly preserved in a vault in Maryland…banned from public display for 100 years.”
It will not be seen by the public until at least 2103. At that time, when the 100-year deed expires, the Kennedy family descendants will renegotiate the matter.
Can you stand another love letter to you? There is always so much to tell you. The longer I stay here, the stupider I get. Because I spent so much time simplifying my language in order to be understood. It seems to me that my thoughts are also getting simpler.
I miss you. Hey think I’ve said that enough lately ? I miss you.
When I really write to you I try to stay positive, but really there is lot about being here that sucks and the only way to be pretty : okay with it is to tell the exciting stories. Still in reality I spend a lot of time thinking about you, wanting to be with you homesick for you. Don’t think that everything is just a bed of roses, you know.
I still breathe you. Still wishing that you will make everything better so we can be together again.
And I don’t think that I am stupid or a baby for wanting this.
“I am so much older now, you’re much older too.” We get to, not be a drag if we don’t want to.I will : stick by you through thick and thin,promise you the world, bring you beauty and happiness, take care of you , run away with you.
The magic words: “I know I want you.” That’s all it would take, Love.
I am : serious and unembarrassed for the first time ever. I love you