07/17/09 I Love You, Chelsea Pross<3Love- Your every prayer answered. Your every wish granted. Your every arrow through a heart, slanted. Every picture i want to take, behind my candid. The bridge I chose to cross over at the the tallest of heights.. and yes while I am still afraid of heights. But i would go into battle for you, yes you've painted my heart with stripes. Dear im quite ready to fly away with you. Your my heart's kite. And when im old and my eyes turn bad to blurry.. when my muscles lose their strength, their mite. I will be perfectly content with you being the only thing i am still capable of onlooking- capable of grasping only you in my sight.. And as long as these arms are always strong enough to hold you up, then the rest of my life I will forever be above just alright. My love for you..thats a small portion of what its like :)Bench Press: 390lbs :) 405lbs video coming oh so soon haa :)Stop your crying and let me save you- friend, stranger, or lover.I know that some days are harder than others. I notice time can kill you or seemingly, give you strength. Take your days one at a time with short term futuristic goals. Trust in your logic and let your heart be your anchor. ALWAYS..always do the right thing. Not the half right, not the "its not completely wrong." Just the right thing. Look at any situation as you always do, and then look at it how you think God would. With that- you alone can better yourself. At certain points it may create guilt to allow yourself to look at it the best you can through his eyes. Truth is, that might be exactly what your life needs in order to be a great one. Signing off -C~Hill. Chase Hill™ Oh and Haters- - I stay so ↑ ↑ ↑ that i'm unable to be touched :) ®-Personal Trainer -Peace Maker -Wishful Thinker -Love Seeker -Old Soul
Acquainted with the NightI have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain --and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street,But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height One luminary clock against the skyProclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night.Robert FrostCause these are the nights that you know when you’re there You couldn’t have planned it much better I swear and you hope That your senses aren’t failing you now And you think to yourself now I could be wrong But I might have just stolen this scene from a song and you know That your senses aren’t failing you now, but they’re slipping away
