Thanks for
.always smiling.
.always answering my call.
.always comforting me.
.always putting me first and knowing I’ll later on always ask how you are.
.letting me be, always. Even if being me meant being cranky and mean.
.only hurting my feelings and making me feel unaccepted twice in this whole time, by criticizing my love for RHCP and making me ride a bike for 2km inspite of my sore throat.
.making me inspired. Even if it was due to our difficulties.
.accepting all of my little (dear to me) quirks which are now gone.
.being mature when I was imagining I was.
.believing with me in everything I believed in, making my beliefs even stronger.
.always being sane.
.standing me.
.standing me.
.standing me.
.never letting me go. Then.
.standing me. Always. Then.
It’s not as bad today. Not half as bad.
You’re here. But you’re silent. You don’t say anything, your kind, kind face looks serious, and seems to imply that you refuse to. You’re always somewhere around here, almost always. Not when I’m working, though.
I’ll keep working.
Yearly increasing work load offers yearly less time to dwell on one’s yearly increasing mistakes. All has its purpose in this world.
I have this urgent need for the people in my life who I have loved to know that I still love them, I always love them, all the time. Especially if I can’t tell them.
I still talk to you sometimes. And you, you are smiling.
But others pass, they never pause
To feel that magic in your hand
To me you’re like a wild rose
They never understand, why
In many years they may forget
This love of ours or that we met
They may not know how much you meant to me
Katie Melua - I Cried For You
I hate being alone when I’m not
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
George Harrison photographed by Pattie Boyd.
“The Maharishi had invited us all to go to India to his ashram in the Indian Himalaya. We were there studying meditation for two and a half months. While the other three Beatles went back to London to start the beginning of their Apple empire, George and I went to Madras for a week’s relaxation. I took this photograph of George one morning, as I thought the light on his face was lovely. I think this was the last time that I saw him looking so calm.” - Pattie Boyd, National Geographic
British Beatles Fan Club: “Can you sum up George in three words?”
Pattie Boyd: “Sensitive, loyal and caring.”LA Magazine: “Is there a photograph you’ve taken that’s your favorite in some way?”
Pattie: “Yes, it’s a photograph of George. He’s leaning back on a bed, and we had just been meditating in India for three months with the Maharishi, and then he and I went down to south India to relax before going to London, where he would get really busy with the Beatles and their new creation, which was Apple. And he’s lying back, and he just looks so calm and peaceful. I think that was really the last time he was so calm and peaceful. After that they all had to work at being businessmen as well as being creative people.” (Source)
“I know I can walk through the world, along the shore or under the trees, with my mind filled with things of little importance, in full self-attendance. A condition I can’t really call being alive.”
― Mary Oliver, A Thousand Mornings