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Words and music by Silja Johannesen and Eyðun Hansen. Live version with: Guitar: Filip Zachariassen Bass: Andrias Poulsen
Sharing is caring. Have a listen to my songs on soundcloud. Here is a link to my song “Cigarettes and Coffee.” What do you think?
Hi tumblr. I just want to share my song with you. If you feel like it, have a listen and let me know what you think. X Silja
A Smile To Remember Me By by Silja on #SoundCloud
Hi tumblr. I just want to share my song with you. If you feel like it, have a listen and let me know what you think. X Silja A Smile To Remember Me By by Silja on #SoundCloud
I always carry her picture with me everywhere I go. And when times get tough, I glance at it, as I hear her soft voice telling me that everything is going to be okay.
I love you, Mom by Silja
Six months ago I didn't even know about the name that is tearing my soul apart.
excerpt from a poem I'll write about him - "six months ago"
I realized why I don't have a poem about you yet. I'm not good at writing about what makes me happy. I guess you'd have to break my heart first.
Your poem by Silja
It was not until we started to talk that I began to like you. Not until you showed me an insight of that beautiful mind of yours, shared a piece of your past and thoughts. That's when I realized I wanted to keep on talking to you
S.J (I should send this to him)
We are reading Shakespeare today
The rain was pouring down that night, I remember. All my friends were out having such a great night, but I had to run home, because I knew I couldn't hold my tears in any longer. I remember coming home drunk and dripping wet, all because I was in need of crying by myself; over him.
I'm quoting myself
My favorite memory is waking up beside him and having coffee with him on that Saturday morning
One of these days I will write a poem about him. But until then, I will foolishly let myself fall for him, and give away the heart I swore could never beat for another.
Instead of cigarettes I've become addicted to something else. You.
I finally wrote a 10 word poem
He will be back for a while soon. And I wonder if I'll still be his by then. Although deep inside I always was, and always will be.
Excerpt from a poem I wrote about him
Don't settle down and sit in one place. Move around, be nomadic, make each day a new horizon.
Into the wild, Jon Krakauer
I find it rather funny that there is so much focus on age differences. There is so much we can learn from the souls who have been roaming this earth longer than us. And that's what we really are. Infinite souls, trapped inside an aging body. I wish more people were able to see that.
I wanted this to sound poetic, but please get the message.
2016 was supposed to be a fresh start for our friendship. But on January 1st at 7 am, drunk as hell, you just had to call and say you love me.
I hung up the phone
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