Elizabeth Son

elizabethson — Sat, 30 Apr 2011 07:00:01 +0000

Happy 1st Month! <3

elizabethson — Mon, 18 Apr 2011 07:00:44 +0000

love with with no contemplation cause when it’s you & me… we’re like puzzle pieces. intended and made for one another. always nearby and incomplete without the other…

but i know we aren’t always in logical order. the reasoning for some of our dilemma may be difficult to figure out, but a solution is always the end result – piece by piece & a little patience is all we ever need.

elizabethson — Sat, 09 Apr 2011 07:00:07 +0000

Candlelit Picnics w/ the love of my life <3

elizabethson — Mon, 04 Apr 2011 07:00:10 +0000

how i asked my boyfriend to prom (:

1st: Pepe had to follow a trail of hearts, some of them had funny sayings
(the last one said “NOW look up”)
2nd: when he looked up – there was a big sign that said “Pepe Prom”
(which was cut off in the video, sorry!) then over 50 balloons came falling down.
3rd: as the balloons were falling – i came out of the side door with a sign that said “Yes? or No?”
& if you didn’t catch his answer, he said “of course!”

Music:
The Black Keys – You’re The One
The Cure – Lovesong
The Beatles – I Want To Hold Your Hand
Florence + Machine – You’ve Got The Love

elizabethson — Fri, 01 Apr 2011 07:00:54 +0000

it’s real, an amazing reality. i know it because when he said “I Love You” for the first time to my face, all the waiting and anticipating i had to go through… just erased. i did it, 26days. so effortlessly – because not a single second withdrew me from his essence. his scent, his presence, his taste – every detail, was never suppressed. he’s not just in my dreams, but he stands in my presence. he’s mine – within my reach & there’s not a day that goes by without him being the reason i smile. i’m so glad you’re finally home. Filipe Motta, my boyfriend.

“it’s not like any other love. this one is different – because it’s us. hand in glove. we can go wherever we please and everything depends upon how near you stand to me” -The Smiths

elizabethson — Sun, 13 Mar 2011 08:00:08 +0000

“soon i’ma hold you close. just wait ‘coz we got a long road to go. but when that happens and were both laughing, i can’t wait to say i told you so. and i’m glad we both like to laugh and joke. ‘coz every time we smile our passion grows.”

this is how i end my nights. gazing at his handsome smile, evidence that even upon distance it doesn’t mean he’s distant. i love you Filipe Motta, to the fullest extent. <3

18days ‘till you come home!

elizabethson — Tue, 08 Mar 2011 08:00:15 +0000

i’ve drenched myself in this state of misery, stuck in this prism voluntarily…’cause without you nothing is seems to be keen. i rather soak up all these vapid hours while your not here with me than try to be happy. i don’t know what it is you’ve done to me, all i know is that nothing is the same when you’re not around me. but shit don’t mind me, it’s just the first night you didn’t get to say goodnight to me.

i’ll get better though, hopefully.

elizabethson — Mon, 07 Mar 2011 08:00:23 +0000

it’s the way my memory can commemorate every curve on your body without your physical being, the way i can picture the glossy overlay of your pupils without looking into your eyes, the way i can recall the taste of your lips without the texture to remind me. every feature you posses, no remnants.

all, i just do adore.

elizabethson — Sun, 06 Mar 2011 08:00:51 +0000

having someone apart of you, suddenly be a part from you – i’m left to just reminisce about these days i had with you. it’s an everyday struggle to not have you… near me. i’m so use to you, waking up & sleeping next to you. so tell me, what am i suppose to do when i don’t even have a slight clue if the next day i’ll be able to talk to you. your affection is vital – fundamental to complete my days. it’s only been one, and yet im scorning around, aching in every way – i don’t fucking think i’m okay. countless hours just hoping and waiting you’ll be around to just at least say hey. this is what i’ll be doing for the next 25 other days. i hate being a part from you, baby come back home soon. i miss you already.

elizabethson — Sun, 28 Nov 2010 08:00:57 +0000

i am thankful for the voice that serenades me to sleep every night, the voice which speaks with honesty and genuineness.. no deceit. complemented by the words that give me incentive to fight forward, my motivation, and inspiration. dazed by the meaning of each sentence made. well-put, never misunderstood, with a tasteful sweet glaze over each line said. i am thankful for the mind that is thoughtful, with the intellect of reasoning and great perception of all that surrounds him. the frame of mind that is occupied with prospects of us. i am thankful for the eyes which looks pass my exterior & recognize what’s really inside. you see the beauty beyond my flaws and all. i am thankful for the heart that i have the honor of calling mines…