I like the feeling of being attracted. When you can't stop grinning, whether you're staring at a new book or an old lover. This was inspired by a recent obsession in the form of a song.
If That's All Right With You- Feltbeats
If that's alright with you,
I'll pack my bags and be on my way.
And still if that's not alright with you -
Speak now 'cause I'm on my way round
To spend the night with you,
Hold you in my arms like you was a guitar.
And by now you're guessing I'm liking you.
So fine and I want you to be mine.
So while I'm in this state of mind there's no time like the present.
Pick you up to sing you little songs under a half crescent.
Be so very pleasant
Only you and myself.
The only problem is I'm here
And you appear just to be somewhere else.
That's just the way it is.
I've done my best yet still I'm stressed.
Oh no I'm sick of the way it is.
And what to do I simply haven't got two clues.
Because I've been searching for a person of a kind,
But the only thing I've found is she's pretty hard to find.
Starry shine from the sky at night like it's my final sign.
I wish that you were with me but I guess that I'll get by alright.
'Cause that's when I woke up you're not lying there.
For that's when I woke up and realized how much I simply care...
And How much I simply care...
If that's alright with you
I'll pack my bags and be on my way.
And still if that's not alright with you speak now 'cause I'm on my way round
To spend the night with you,
Hold you in my arms like you was a guitar.
And by now you're guessing I'm liking you.
You're so fine and I want you to be mine.
Wherever she is and whatever she's doing,
She's probably got a hundred thousand people already queuing,
And on top of it my brain and body haven't seemed to got a grip,
Every time I try to ring you up I seem to bottle it.
What a dick!
What to say to you? Forgotten it.
Supposed to be so confident and cool - I'm quite the opposite.
Listen, yeah, being by myself already sick of that.
Kiss your lips - hit me for six, just like a cricket bat.
Smack, gone, going, what's happened is not knowing -
Wont stop flowing 'till I've filled up my little cup of fort.
Looking for a little lady to love and not the other sort.
I love the thought of you and I living like it's do or die.
I'm here for you my girl you as long as I'm blue and I
There'll be a cloudless sky when I see the sight of you.
I kiss you on the lips, but only if that's alright with you.
(But only if that's alright with you.)
If that's alright with you
I'll pack my bags and be on my way.
And still if that's not alright with you,
Speak now 'cause I'm on my way round
To spend the night with you,
Hold you in my arms like you was a guitar.
And by now you're guessing I'm liking you.
You're so fine and I want you to be mine.
I want you to be mine.
I'll pack my bags and be on my way.
And still if that's not alright with you -
Speak now 'cause I'm on my way round
To spend the night with you,
Hold you in my arms like you was a guitar.
And by now you're guessing I'm liking you.
So fine and I want you to be mine.
So while I'm in this state of mind there's no time like the present.
Pick you up to sing you little songs under a half crescent.
Be so very pleasant
Only you and myself.
The only problem is I'm here
And you appear just to be somewhere else.
That's just the way it is.
I've done my best yet still I'm stressed.
Oh no I'm sick of the way it is.
And what to do I simply haven't got two clues.
Because I've been searching for a person of a kind,
But the only thing I've found is she's pretty hard to find.
Starry shine from the sky at night like it's my final sign.
I wish that you were with me but I guess that I'll get by alright.
'Cause that's when I woke up you're not lying there.
For that's when I woke up and realized how much I simply care...
And How much I simply care...
If that's alright with you
I'll pack my bags and be on my way.
And still if that's not alright with you speak now 'cause I'm on my way round
To spend the night with you,
Hold you in my arms like you was a guitar.
And by now you're guessing I'm liking you.
You're so fine and I want you to be mine.
Wherever she is and whatever she's doing,
She's probably got a hundred thousand people already queuing,
And on top of it my brain and body haven't seemed to got a grip,
Every time I try to ring you up I seem to bottle it.
What a dick!
What to say to you? Forgotten it.
Supposed to be so confident and cool - I'm quite the opposite.
Listen, yeah, being by myself already sick of that.
Kiss your lips - hit me for six, just like a cricket bat.
Smack, gone, going, what's happened is not knowing -
Wont stop flowing 'till I've filled up my little cup of fort.
Looking for a little lady to love and not the other sort.
I love the thought of you and I living like it's do or die.
I'm here for you my girl you as long as I'm blue and I
There'll be a cloudless sky when I see the sight of you.
I kiss you on the lips, but only if that's alright with you.
(But only if that's alright with you.)
If that's alright with you
I'll pack my bags and be on my way.
And still if that's not alright with you,
Speak now 'cause I'm on my way round
To spend the night with you,
Hold you in my arms like you was a guitar.
And by now you're guessing I'm liking you.
You're so fine and I want you to be mine.
I want you to be mine.
The last verse is my personal favorite.
I'm not very judgmental, and I don't look for faults in others. I like people, that's just the way I am. Regardless, there are some qualities I like more than others.
To name a few things I am attracted to:
Energy.
Caring.
Funny.
Martyrs.
Spirit.
British.
Commitment.
Confidence.
Sensitivity.
Alternative.
Loyal.
Self-less.
Magic.
Love, and love of life.
Piercings.
Pierce-free.
Tom Felton.
Accepting.
Effective talkers.
Dancing.
Skinny jeans.
Romantic.
Acoustic.
Spontaneity.
Tears.
Devotion.
Poetry.
Converse.
Friendship.
Open-minded.
Hugs.
Not stressing over the little things.
Guitars.
Inner beauty.
Scents.
Barefoot frame of mind.
Valentines.
Trust.
Laughter.
Emotion.
Kisses.
Gentlemen.
Sweet.
Vegetarians.
Love songs.
Musicians.
Listen.
Seduction.
Punk.
Genuine.
Inner child.
Exotic.
Brendon Urie.
Smiles.
Humble.
Accents.
Optimism.
Flustered.
Don't worry, that's just a start. This list is never ending, and hopefully always changing. Transforming, lengthening, growing. Blossoming until one individual decides to impact the rest of our lives for the better. Forever with each other, and love will linger in the spaces where hands fit together.
If I could live a life of love I would be eternally grateful to whatever force granted my happiness. If it's not too bold of me, I'd like to say in advance:
Thank you.
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