The Pursuit of Happiness

You stole a tiny part of my heart in Pai A fragment of a whole Yet, since then, across continents, you have taken more and more of it And now, When you're 16 hours behind me, at the end of the world You are taking even more I will wave across the pacific Into yesterday As I reach New Zealand's end To you At America's tip And across the ocean, I will picture you And maybe one day My eyes will see you again

'Gale Song', The Lumineers

Bon anniversaire Trickles through my brain, out of my mouth With the courage of a coctail, I brought forth all the charm I could muster But how could an english boy charm so elegent a Parisian? French phrases return from years ago, sweeping the cobwebs from my brain Free shot? Pool! Pole To the ocean's waves A threesome we were, the sea's embrace cooled our naked skin And like babies we wallowed in the shallows Feigning confidence, I stride to you And there under the belt of Orion, our lips met And in my breast exploded a heart that had forgotten its romantic rhythm Dancing birthday girl? Dancing it is We three find a club, mojitos and Sia, you want cheap thrills? From my body I expressed to her my desire, and she to me Goodnight, three's a crowd Another hour of dancing, just the two of us now, the whole room was watching as we unfurled our base passions in dance And exhausted, you lead me away to the sands Lips, her skin, her hair and the sea salt spray Could this be ecstacy? Telling each other of our lives, secrets, regrets and dreams Take my hand my love, and never let go This moment can last forever Take my hand my love, and hold on Back into the waters again, flesh on flesh The purity of passion, the purity of the sea, the purity of the meeting of souls Have my shirt, take my hand, let us go home and wash away the sand And let me hold you all night, as my hands set to work, memorising the feel of your face Your petit jaw, delicate eyebrows and deep, purple-red hair The mole on your chin, the soft lips and your regal neck Every inch committed to memory, because when we wake, it is goodbye This is the way of the traveller She will go this way, and I that Maybe I will see that face again, maybe not But I will always remember the parisian girl who stole my heart in Thailand, when I knew not that I had one left

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I have watched this film at a time in my life where I am having a lot of realisations about what I want my life to be, and who I want to be as part of this world. Having spoken and really listened to my peers and elders, as well as looking inwardly at myself, it is a simple answer to the very difficult question of who I want to be. I just want to be kind. Truthful and loving but always, in whatever I do in my life, I want to be kind.