Untitled |
A special dinner, That's what he set out to do. To show her how special she was, To show her his love was true. A candle light dinner, He made for them to eat. Looking deep into her eyes, Their souls ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Aug 2008 16:00:00 GMT |
the wish |
The Wish As i sit here looking at this computer as I type I think of you and it feels right. I close my eyes for a moment and dream of you and wish you were here wanting your body your face and you ...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Aug 2008 17:18:00 GMT |
A poem about being hurt by "MR.RIGHT" |
Was I too wounded to walk away?Were my eyes too blind to see?I wish I had woken up sooner,Before you went and hurt me.Your lies, they pierced my heart,I collapse at every word you say.The boy I ran ...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 23:25:00 GMT |
What Really Matters by Michael Josephson |
..tr> What Really Matters Live a life that matters Ready or not, someday it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jun 2008 15:12:00 GMT |
Immortal Beloved by.Beethoven |
Good morning, on July 7 Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us -...
Posted by on Sat, 31 May 2008 05:28:00 GMT |
’If" |
"If," ... What a useless word! A ticket to an eternal preoccupation with the past - and with how it could have been. It was the way it was. It is the way it is. And that is that. We make th...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 11:29:00 GMT |
How not to FALL INLOVE |
how not to fall in love Category: Life If you have to love, don't. Especially i...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 11:26:00 GMT |
If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda |
If You Forget Me I want you to knowone thing.You know how this is:if I lookat the crystal moon, at the red branchof the slow autumn at my window,if I touchnear the firethe impalpabl...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 21:31:00 GMT |
whatever |
The fantasy is simple. Pleasure is good. And twice as much pleasure is better. That pain is bad. And no pain is better. But the reality is different. The reality is that pain is there to tell us somet...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 19:33:00 GMT |
just a thought... |
Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the strugg...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 18:54:00 GMT |
