Sunday, November 18, 2012

Red Tune

This got to be my favorite song from Taylor Swift's RED album, so far.

Track: "All Too Well"
Her hidden code: MAPLE LATTES--totally referring to the awesomeness she and Jake Gyllenhaal were sipping on during their very publicized date.
Meaning?: This is basically this album's "Dear John" song but it's totally about Jake. She refers to a guy who wore glasses when he was young (like Jake did!), Jake's sister Maggie and the scarf she wore in their coffee date pics.

all too welltaylor swift
i walked through the door with youthe air was cold, but soMething About it felt like home somehowand i left my scarf there at your sister's houseand you've still got it in your drawer even now
oh your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gazewe're singing in the car, getting lost uPstateautumn Leaves falling down likE pieces into placeand i can picture it after alL these dAysand i know it's long gone, and That magic's noT here no morEand i might be okay but i'm not fine at all
cauSe there we are again on that little town streetyou almost ran the red cause you were lookin' over at mewind in my hair i was there i remember it all too well
photo album on the counteryour cheeks were turning redyou used to be a little kid with your glasses in a twin sized bedand your mother's telling stories about you on the tee ball teamyou taught me about your past thinking your future was me
and i know it's long gone and there was nothing else i could doand i forget about you long enough to forget why i needed to
cause there we are again in the middle of the nightwe're dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator lightdown the stairs, i was there i remember it all too well
well maybe we got lost in translationmaybe i asked for too muchbut maybe this thing was a masterpiecetill you tore it all uprunning scared, i was there i remember it all too well
and you call me up again just to break me like a promiseso casually cruel in the name of being honesti'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying herecause i remember it all, all, all...too well
time won't fly it's like i'm paralyzed by iti'd like to be my old self againbut i'm still trying to find itafter plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your ownnow you mail back my things and i walk home alonebut your keep my old scarf from that very first weekcause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like meyou can't get rid of it, cause you remember it all too well
cause there we are again and i loved you soback before you lost the one real thing you've ever knownit was rare, i was there, i remember it all too well
wind in my air you were there you remember it alldown the stairs you were there you remember it allit was rare, i was there i remember it all too well

Poem 108: Our Name

You're another one ideal man;

(c) Photo from Web
Disclaimer: The poem isn't about Chris Tiu. But there's something there that will give you the clue. ;)

i never want to join
but i have to do so
silence while on the road
won't expeCting something good.

let the time pAss
doing what is task
talk to people around
smile to frieNds i found.

there i saW you standing
you arE discussing
you are explaining
all these reasons, i am half getting.

i am listening
you are talking
i am staring
end up still staring.

you toured us
as you talk still
i am watching you dear
haven't really focus on what are you saying.

and you Brought us to the the othEr house
i am on a daydream
and there inside i melt
when you ask and mention my name.

my smile seems to stay Forever
until we bid faRewell
i wIsh i'm with you longEr
on the road i waNder.

i am still overwhelmeD
on our way home i realized i haven't got your name
i wanted to ask but i am aShamed
'til they talk about you and finally drop your name.


Friday, November 16, 2012

Poem 107: Twice

I certainly hope you remember me;
(c) Image from Web
i was longing to See your face
it's been five mOnths since i saw your gaze
saw you jUst twice
counting from the very first day.

i am exciTed for november
your awesomeness i still remember
i am searcHing for you that night
but i haven't catch a sight.

where are you the whole evening
'til the last minute i am hoping
i thought i'd Count thrice
but i am back to twice.

unexpectedly saw you one tuesday
the minute that completed my day
and you did it again the next day
when i saw you walking in hallway.

must be lucky, i am happy
but it doesn't end theRe honey
i saw you twice that day
and we lOok at each other.

oh Wait i remember
i saw you pass by before that November night
doesn't count twice
it's actually thrice.

i love the second and third
fourth and fifth i won't forget
but the first and sixth was my favorite
days i won't regret.