Guilty (Al Bowlly)

Is it a sin, is it a crime
Loving you, dear, like I do?
If it’s a crime, then I’m guilty
Guilty of loving you

Maybe I’m wrong
Dreaming of you
Dreaming the lonely night through
If it’s a crime, then I’m guilty
Guilty of dreaming of you

What can I do
What can I say
After I’ve taken the blame?
You say you’re through
You’ll go your way
But I’ll always feel just the same

Maybe I’m right
Maybe I’m wrong
Loving you, dear, like I do
If it’s a crime, then I’m guilty
Guilty of loving you

I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave … and capture you.

Elay Neal Moses  (via lovelyeverythingg)

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grumpysalmon: awwww-cute: Brought my new puppy Charlie into work the other day. Had to follow the employee dress code i just slammed my fists on the table I need this. Yes please. I would like another dog in my life. This one.

“Yo, Hakuba! Sorry ’bout that, there was an unexpected delay in shippin’ ((also known as mun being a butt and not actually SENDING it)), but yer birthday gift finally came in! So here y’are!” It was a rather large box. Inside was a beautifully-crafted marble chess set.

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“Ah, this is lovely, indeed! Now I can utterly destroy you in chess – in style! Thank you, Hattori-san!”