| Around you, I never know what to do and I never know where to go. I never know what to say, And I never know how I should say it. But you know, The trees in the forest still lift to the wind and try to offer me advice. They tell me that I should pull you close and hold you in my arms and kiss your lips and gaze into your eyes. And that you'd ensigh and lie upon the blanket of my love, and employ my embrace and encumber my arms, in the arms that you're so fond of. I love you. |
Well, it's hard to say what it's about. The first part is simply that ridiculous disarming that occurs when you love someone or are obsessed with someone and simply what to say "HEYYYY!!! IT'S ME! AND I LOVE YOU! NOTICE ME!!!! PLeAsE!"
And then the second part is about... ah well... now I've got to envision a story to you.
So the second part's about a boy and a girl who grew up together and used to play off in the forest (near their town)
and then in the end they're on to grow up and as one might imagine, these marvelous folks fall in love.
So then... in the end... *shrug* They're in love.
At any rate, I think I'll have to write a story about it, someday, and that in the story there's the little boy and the little girl and when they're in the forest the leaves whisper to him and tell him that he'll marry her, and he'll tell the leaves that they're crazy and that he and she are just friends and that he doesn't like girls anyway. And then, in the end, the leaves are right and the boy and the girl grow up into a happy ending.
(I'm already incredibly nostalgic about the story and can't wait to have it)