I love people. I love the entire world. I have no hate for a single human being. I am at peace with the men and women of the government, war or no war, because the fact of the matter is, we, the people, go through the wars of our lives' every day. I am a prime example of that last statement...
Truthfully, I am perfectly lonely and tired of being alone. I smile at that thought. But, perfectly lonely is just a use of personal success as a crutch for something (someone) that is missing. Tired of being alone is just as it is quoted. Like said before, I hate no one. Women; I'd love to get to know you all on a personal level, date you, grow and get closer, fall in love, and marry you. Sadly for you, my heart still has a home that's in the midst of being either torn down or reconstructed...
And you mam; I don't know where to stop this whole writing thing. But, Iw ill say, that I am obviously your number one in many categories if not love. You became spiritual through me. You became inspired by me and began writing. You took a risk; with me and for me. With anyone else, you would've never seen the day that you were praying and writing your feelings in the same moment. My love for you has molded you and made your heart better. Use it instead of you mind, because your mind is what has you lost. Maybe then, you'll return home. My love for you remains here. MY LOVE IS BEYOND ME...
written 5/21/2010
Every THING Every DAY
What are you doing with Every THING, Every DAY? I cannot imagine having nothing at all, and so I put everything to use by maintaining inspiration. It's a little way to say thank you and be grateful for Every THING, Every DAY that surrounds my life. You should try it!
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Feel This and Respond
Everywhere I travel to, it seems as if the road is meant for only two. More than anything, I attempt to paint the picture in my dreams where it's me and my love. I possess so much material that it's almost too much at times. One thing I know and believe, though, is that there can never be too much love. In other words, my thoughts portraits remain of you...
Is there a reason for my lack of concern toward our situation. Two folks carrying the same hearts but living different lives; at this point and time. But there is always later. It's said that the distance between loved ones is what captures them running back into each others arms later, yet faster than before. If you could only consider the two of us. I'm clearly not over you and you, clearly not through with me. We'll cross that bridge again someday...
I recall a memory that speaks rhythms and beats in my heart. I know you remember my childish reaction after I held your face and kissed your lips as you held my excited body. And I still couldn't stop holding your hands because had I, I would have fainted from shock and disbelief. And as you finally start your car, through your review vision, I'm jumping, screaming, dancing. I'm in 2nd grade again. Only this time, I'm with the love of my life and not the friend of my day. You felt it too. And you still do. Which is why you shouldn't just read this; you should FEEL THIS AND RESPOND...
written 5/18/2010
Is there a reason for my lack of concern toward our situation. Two folks carrying the same hearts but living different lives; at this point and time. But there is always later. It's said that the distance between loved ones is what captures them running back into each others arms later, yet faster than before. If you could only consider the two of us. I'm clearly not over you and you, clearly not through with me. We'll cross that bridge again someday...
I recall a memory that speaks rhythms and beats in my heart. I know you remember my childish reaction after I held your face and kissed your lips as you held my excited body. And I still couldn't stop holding your hands because had I, I would have fainted from shock and disbelief. And as you finally start your car, through your review vision, I'm jumping, screaming, dancing. I'm in 2nd grade again. Only this time, I'm with the love of my life and not the friend of my day. You felt it too. And you still do. Which is why you shouldn't just read this; you should FEEL THIS AND RESPOND...
written 5/18/2010
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