Showing posts with label Love Cry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love Cry. Show all posts

Friday, June 4, 2010

STANDING IN SILENCE

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Standing in silence looking in the eyes of my love,
she is about to leave and I stop her.......wanting to hold on to her for one more second..........why does it have to be this way, what happened? What went wrong? My dignity doesn't allow me to ask her to stay, but my heart is about to speak for me.....please don't go, I wanted to shout....look at me and try to remember when you fell in love with me....remember the good days, the happy moments.......if you are willing to try, I am willing as well....
But I stay silent, my words caught in my throat....my eyes revealing everything....I am still looking at her, the silence between us grows bigger...the space is getting wider...again she starts to leave, but not before, she gave me a look that spoke volumes....I fell out of love with you...I want out, don't make it harder than it already is...I will not stay, we have hurt each other with swords....cutting out our deepest feelings....
Take care, was all she said.....closed the door behind her.....
I finally talking...........asking questions...do you remember when? The first time we held hands, the first time we said I love you, the first time we went out, the first valentine? Do you remember our first kiss? Cuz I don't remember our last....to me there was never an end...to me we will always go on..and on...
And then I felt a hand take my shoulders and help me up.....arms taking me in and vanishing all my pain,,,,,I looked up and there I saw a reflection of my strength, the reflection of my future, the reflection of my success...That is when my life started all over again......and I knew I would survive.....that was me then and this is me now........

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Can’t Name You…………

 

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There are some moments in life when you feel like dieing because it wont be worth living after witnessing such beauty. I've got a post on hold, one that is long due now. I've started writing it, but can't really get anywhere. I may publish it unfinished. But this one, I must post now. I'm afraid I wont be able to write about it, if this moment passes. I've been checking her album. She accepted the request today and she has written a post in her blog. Can't write the words of admiration that I want to as photo-comments. It'll be too much out-in-the-open. Some feelings, you need to hide. Murmur in her ears in private, in person, silently. Can't do that either. Can't fall in love with her. Twitted the moment, "There are two ways out of her eyes, love or death..." Love is an impossible option, death isn't even an option. I hate it! I know this is momentous, but moments I believe in. Eternity doesn't have the ability to hold it. Why does it happen to me? I should be dead, or in love...

Goddess, give me a camera and let me look at you.. forever... for this moment. I wanted to die, sincerely! Call me a cynic... but that's the truth!

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

A True Love Story....Read it..

 

There was once a guy who suffered from cancer... a cancer that can't be
treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was
stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never went outside
but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once.


So he asked his mother and she gave him permission. He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a young girl about his age and he knew it was love at first sight. He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat.


She looked up and asked "Can I help you?" She smiled and he thought it was
the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her
right there.
He said "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD." He picked one out
and gave her money for it.
"Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she asked, smiling her cute smile
again.


He nodded and she went to the back.
She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on,
he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask
her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about
this and told him to just ask her.


So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a
CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out...

!!!RRRRRING!!!


The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"


It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and
said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday..."


The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother.

Later in the day. the mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one.


Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a
piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it.

It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love,
Jacelyn


The mother opened another CD...
Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do
u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn


Love is... when you've had a huge fight but then decide to put aside your
egos, hold hands and say, "I Love You"


..............................................END..........................................

 


Quote of the day:
The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong it usually turns out to be impossible to get at or repair. - Douglas Adams

Thursday, January 1, 2009

ME AND MY LONELINESS


I WISH SOMEONE COULD FEEL MY LONELINESS,
SOMEONE COULD SIT AND CRY WITH ME,
WISH SOMEONE WOULD DROP TWO TEARS FOR ME,
WISH SOME ONE COULD FEEL MY PAIN,
WISH SOME ONE WOULD HOLD MY HAND AND TELL ME
I AM THERE FOR U.

ASKED GOD WHY SO MUCH PAIN IN MY LIFE ?
WHY DID U CHOOSE ME TO CARRY THE CROSS OF TEARS,
WHY DID U GIVE ME HAPPINESS AND TOOK IT AWAY,
WAS NOT I WORTH FOR THOSE HAPPINESS?
WHY DID U WRITE MY DESTINY WHERE
I HAVE TO SMILE WITH TEARS FILLED IN MY HEART?

I PRAYED VERY HARD THAT WISH SOMEONE COULD FEEL
THE LOVE THAT I HAVE IN MY HEART WHICH I HAVE HIDDEN
IN MY HEART WITH ALL THE TEARS AND PAIN

IS LOVE LIKE A VALLEY OF PAIN AND OCEAN OF TEARS?
IT'S A BEUTIFUL FEELING GIFTED BY GOD ,
IS IT A BLESSING OR A NIGHTMARE FOR ME?

BUT NOW SINCE I AM THINKING ABOUT LOVE,
I FEEL LOVE IS BEAUTIFUL FEELING,
I AM LUCKY TO GET THIS FEELING,
EVEN IF I DON'T HAVE LOVE IN MY LIFE,
I LOVE THE FEELING TO CRY FOR SOMEONE,
I LOVE THE FEELING WHEN MY HEART BEAT'S FOR SOMEONE,
I LOVE THE SMILE OF SOMEONE EVEN IF I HAVE TEARS,
I LOVE THE CRAZIEST THINGS DONE BY HIM,
I LOVE THE PAIN GIVEN BY HIM,
I LOVE THE WAY HE MAKES ME FEEL THAT HE LOVES ME
EVEN IF HE DOES NOT,
I LOVE TO SIT AND THINK OF HIM AND SMILE
I LOVE THE FEELING THAT HE IS BESIDE ME,
EVEN IF HE IS FAR A MILE.

I LOVE TO SMILE WITH TEARS INSIDE ME,
I LOVE TO LIVE WITH A FEELING OF LONELINESS.

My favorite "description" of love :

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
- Captain Corelli's Mandolin. "Love is the beauty of the soul." --St. Augustine