Colleen Brown's Blog, page 132

We could have been happy together.

We could have
been happy
together.

"I was 17 when I met himat a party where there wereno faces that I can rememberquite like his. I..."

“I was 17 when I met him

at a party where there were

no faces that I can remember

quite like his. I somehow got away

with sneaking out at 10 p.m.

when my father thought

I was studying for tomorrows exam,

when really I was falling in love

for the first time.


And although I failed

what my father thought

I carefully prepared for,

I know that meeting him felt better

than passing my exam,

and that I would take an F any day

over having never experienced

how I felt when he touched me

for the very first time”

- Colleen Brown

mostlyfiction:"All of these songs remind me of you but the...

mostlyfiction:

"All of these songs remind me of you but the first one reminds me of you the most."

I’ve been painting portraits of Sherlock Holmes for hours now and my hands are still not...

I’ve been painting portraits of Sherlock Holmes for hours now and my hands are still not tired.

I’ve been waiting for you,for this moment of vulnerabilitywhere everything that camebefore...

I’ve been waiting for you,

for this moment of vulnerability

where everything that came

before you was just a way

to test my strength for the

real thing. And you are

the real thing. You are the

feeling right after you smoke

a cigarette when you haven’t

given in to the addiction for days.

You are what I’ve been

looking for without any idea

of where it is exactly

that I am supposed to end up.

But I found you. And now

I finally know why I’ve been

told so many times to be patient,

and to keep holding on

even when my hands are

begging me to let go.

"I’m tired of writing about love. I want tragedy, I want danger. I want a one night stand where both..."

“I’m tired of writing about love. I want tragedy, I want danger. I want a one night stand where both people will remember that night like it was yesterday. I want strangers touching, changing, hoping they will see that beautiful redhead that they fell in love with on their way to work, too much of in a hurry to ask the details that will keep them contacted, somehow connected forever. I don’t want certainty. I want unknown places that want to be searched, want to be documented, want to trap someone inside of their territory until they go weak with longing for their home. I want mystery, amusement, a case that just cannot seem to be solved. Even with evidence at the tips of the detectives fingers. I want impatience, anxiety, a thought that only seems to bring you back to the beginning. Going over the facts again and again until it drives you mad with what you might have missed, and what piece you seemed to look over that you needed to bring this case to a close.”

- "I want reality to feel like an episode of Sherlock," - Colleen Brown

I found love inside of someonewho always thought that lovewould never be the one to stay.But it was...

I found love inside of someone
who always thought that love
would never be the one to stay.

But it was always there, just waiting

to expose itself to the right person.

And to know that their love chose

me is a thought that will always

keep me coming back home.

mostlyfiction:We were lost for 20 minutes and when we finally...

mostlyfiction:

We were lost for 20 minutes and when we finally found where it is that we were supposed to be it all felt right.

i thought it was a dream, listen here

i thought it was a dream, listen here

In just one lookshe shattered my entire world and tookeverything I have everbelieved in and...

In just one look

she shattered my

entire world and took

everything I have ever

believed in and turned it

into a distant feeling

of never really knowing

the certainty of my mistakes.