Love Proses

Not Ready for Mine....

I met you through a friend,
I knew you only through them.
Now things are going a bit different,
As we get to see each other, again and again.

I thought I could easily love you.
Never the less, I think I do.
However I’m afraid to take a spot
And I don’t know where to start.

I wish I could make you feel.
My love that is so strong and real.
I thought I could make you fall
But I guess I was very wrong.

Maybe we need a little more time,
Before I can say that you are mine.
Maybe I also need me to mind,
That your heart is still aching until this time.

Yes, I understand that you will not be ready for mine.

we can do it

please read this song with full concentration
i need to apologise for all the aggravation
sitting hear in complete devastation
lets forget what has happened in every situation
i loved you so much which i say with no hesitation
you 2 were my world my only salvation
not feeling ya love no more is a horrible sensation
my heart has stopped beating through pure starvation
lacking the love it once had before this isolation
pretend ya in a dream use ya imagination
in a happy ending would i be joining celebrations
gg you got to believe you are an inspiration
always happy to help with no obligations

Famila

I shed a tear for the time lost
My hearts crossed over the years,
The memories I’ve come across,
I cherish as priceless
As family we’ve endured every crisis
Laughed, cried, buried, and gave birth
And learned what life is
To the point I see the light with closed eyelids

A Beautiful Mind

A thousand memories run through me
So I see you constantly

I focuse on something more
But I see you even more

From when I wake til I go to to bed
It is you running through my head

You start to become more than a memory
It's like a beautiful mind and you're right next to me

I go to talk to you
But my lips won't move

A thousand memories run through me
And not one I regret remembering

Women of The L.O.M. (Love Letter)

I didn’t of course, once again, catch my plane on time; I think I was about three or four days late before heading out. But the night before I left, as if a was living a nightmare or had just awaken from a dream, I walked into the café after having come in for the evening to have my late cup of coffee, which sometimes is from sunrise to sunrise, where I then looked around the place, (and a room that, as I said, has equally as many women as men sitting there, talking, eating, drinking, they don’t serve alcohol; a soft drink or tea, etc., playing video games or sitting with friends, and quickly, though I wouldn’t, and where at least until this very moment, say this is one of my ulterior motives for frequenting the place; to see a beautiful face) when I suddenly realized that there wasn’t one single woman in the café. I thought it peculiar as I sat there and tired to ponder on this event, but couldn’t figure out why, nor could I, maybe because of the shock, ask any of the men that either worked there or were sitting there as usual, where had they gone; though they seemed not as surprised as I was. I took it as an extraordinary coincidence, and went up to my room for a few hours before deciding to go out for supper, knowing that I would have gone back to sleep and have awaken from the nightmare that I was now having, and things would have returned back to normal.

Lyrics to Skinny Love

Lyrics to Skinny Love :
Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here

A STORY OF A FOOL

This is a story of one she knew
She shared this with me, let me share this with you
Read it carefully on each line
Read it as well between the lines.

She met a boy many years ago
Called him boy for a reason or two
He was timid and shy when she first saw
Good looking and seemed intelligent, too.

The meeting was short, each has to go
They parted ways but in their they hearts knew
They’ll meet again after ten years or so
In time when each no longer one but two.

There they are after ten years and three
In a gathering where they saw each other
Their heart beat never as fast

Sweet Breath

Christmas day, and no snow. It rained for hours yesterday, so lots of water on the ground. Now the temperature is 25 F, so no mud, just ice patches.

The sun is shining bright, not a cloud in the sky. The sky always seems more blue on cold sunny days. It was just too beautiful out to consider letting it go to waste.

So I put on some warm running gear, grabed a water bottle, and headed off to the 200 acre woods a short run from the house.

When I left the sidewalk and entered the park trail, I could feel the frozen grass breaking beneath my shoes. It also made a nice crunching sound. Simple pleasures ; )

Feelings

It has been lost and forgotten
You have to look within'
It's sought and thought
Hard to be caught
Believe it's there
Floating in the air
Tameless, nothing to care
The question is where
We as people have to see
It can be caught within you and me
You have to believe
That it could, should, would, and will happen
To people like us, human beings

Unvoiced Words

I can't think of any more words to make you realize
That I'm better than all these other guys

You have got your problems and I have got mine
This is the last time I say this, let’s put it all behind

I know if I give it time, my love for you will pass me by
When I think of you I get butterflies, I can't see you with no other guy

And I can't stress enough that you need to realize
I would give you anything below these stars and under this sky

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