Too Blind To Know Your Best

Title to this colage is an opening song of one of Jose Gonzaleze's song.
I have been making a lot of colages lately. They calm me down. When you are broken hearted it feels like your soul opens up and all your emotions are erupting all over the place . And all the songs I listen have something to do with how I am feeling.
Bellow is how i visualise missing the obvious.

they know you've been broken

I love his voice. This song today in particular.

Jose Gonzales / Crosses


Don't you know that I'll be around to guide you
Through your weakest moments to leave them behind you
Returning nightmares only shadows
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright for now

Crosses all over, heavy on your shoulders
The sirens inside you waiting to step forward
Disturbing silence darkens you sight
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright for now

Crosses all over the boulevard
Crosses all over the boulevard
Crosses all over the boulevard
Crosses all over the boulevard

The streets outside your window overflooded
People staring, they know you've been broken
Repeatedly reminded by the looks on their faces
Ignore them tonight and you'll be alright
We'll cast some light and you'll be alright

Penguin Great Loves Collection

Penguin Great Loves collection is compossed of the 20 titles all including tales of love. Unlikely Love. Heartbreaking Love. Love as art.

Here is the list of few:
Cures for Love
Doomed Love
The Eaten Heart
First Love
Forbidden Fruit
The Kreutzer Sonata
A Mere Interlude
Of Mistresses, Tigresses and Other Conquests
The Seducer’s Diary

The Kiss / Rodin

Leaning Into The Afternoons

Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes.

There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
its arms turning like a drowning man's.

I send out red signals across your absent eyes
that smell like the sea or the beach by a lighthouse.

You keep only darkness, my distant female,
from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.

Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets
to that sea that is thrashed by your oceanic eyes.

The birds of night peck at the first stars
that flash like my soul when I love you.

The night gallops on its shadowy mare
shedding blue tassels over the land.

Pablo Neruda

You are in my head

Oh so true... Another great one by Rob Ryan

Cut out heart

Brad Downeys is an American street artist. Bellow is his giant cut out heart from a red tarpaulin in Aberdeen’s King Street.