Writings of the Heart

[BallBreaker]

baby,

 

 

two words...

 

I DO

 

 

 

 

love,

your world

[Leyna]

The thing is, I have changed. There is no use denying that and no, I am not trying to make you feel that it was all your fault. I am confused. It wasn't my intention believe me. I am sick of all pain. I'm scared that if I don't let you go, I'll lose myself...

 

But if losing you will be the end of me...then were should I go?

 

 

2-15-09

Edited April 3, 2009 by Leyna

[hunterkiller007]

i may have run out of songs to sing

i may have run out of words to say

but all that i want you to know is what i feel for you:

i love you

 

Edited April 3, 2009 by hunterkiller007

[Guest pinaghatihottie]

The Dance Has Ended…

 

The music’s gone now,

And so as your love.

 

The song has ended,

And so as everything between us.

 

The light’s gone now,

And so as your promise.

 

You vanished into the darkness,

And so I cry

[yellowmoon]

my dearest honey,

 

my brain is scattered, not because i have doubts and fear of loving you, but because i don't know how to fit everything that my heart feels for you and so the feeling has been trying to inculcate in my mind. i don't think understanding will be enough, although accepting has been a great help. don't take it wrong, honey.. this is a compliment. what you shared with me from the start has always been better if not the best. well, of course, except for those selected quiet kills we made..

 

you remember when you told me about giving away love and not taking it, like passing it forward, and it all comes back to you. i don't remember which of it have i done to deserve someone as good as you.... and you made the song soooo true. Because you made it through me.

 

will catch up on you soon!

 

 

:*

 

[lemon]

dearest kumagette,

 

i dunno if you've heard of this story before about a mule who fell into a well. thinking about how difficult it is to haul the mule out, the farmer decides that neither mule nor well was worth saving so he decides to cover it up and just bury the mule there. but every load of dirt that the farmer shoveled in to fill the hole fell on the mules back which he shook off and stepped up on. repeated heaps of jagged stones, filth, mud, sludge and grime hit his back but he just continued to shake them off and fill the ground under his feet. finally, battered and bleeding, the tired mule leaped out of the well to the farmer's surprise.

 

there is no moral story to this version really. just the realization, hon, that sometimes we look at life as the farmer or the mule. it comforts me to know that we have become the mules to each other's farmers no matter what dirt come pouring in.... err, well, you have been more the mule for the most part of the lenten season actually and i am forever grateful and blessed. :* the certainty that we will eventually jump out of our holes is obvious. i just hope we will be strong enough, healthy enough and more importantly, loving each other more than ever to leap out and trample on those damn farmers to death.

 

just a thought to reflect on the season, my love. :*

 

always,

kumag

[bubblesbubbles]

IT'S DARK IN HERE

 

A woman takes a lover home during the day

while her husband is at work. Her

9-year old son comes

home unexpectedly, he sees them and hides in the bedroom closet to watch. The

woman's husband also

comes home. She puts her lover in the closet, not realizing that the little

boy is in there already.

 

The little boy says, 'Dark in here.' The man says, 'Yes, it

is.' Boy: 'I have a baseball.' Man: 'That's nice'

Boy: 'Want to buy it?' Man: 'No, thanks.' Boy: 'My

Dad's outside.' Man: 'OK, how much?'

Boy: '$250'

 

In the next few weeks, it happens again that the boy and the lover are in

the closet together.

Boy: 'Dark in here.' Man: 'Yes, it is.' Boy: 'I have a

baseball glove.' The lover, remembering the last time,

asks the boy,

How much?' Boy: '$750' Man: 'Sold.'

 

A few days later, the Dad says to the boy , 'Grab your glove, let's go

outside and have a game of catch.'

The boy says, 'I can't, I sold my baseball and my

glove.' The

Dad asks, 'How much did you sell them

for?' Boy: '$1,000' The Dad says, 'That's terrible to

over charge your friends like that...that is way more

than those two things cost. I'm taking you to church, to confession.'

They go to the church and the Dad

makes the little boy sit in the confessional booth and closes the door. The

boy says, 'Dark in here.'

The priest says, 'Don't start that s@%t again; you're in my

closet now.'

 

:upside: :upside: :upside: :upside:

[DanLloyd]

Perfectly You

By: DanLloyd

 

 

When Im depressed and I really cant cheer up

the only cure is you...your sweetest voice

 

Your face is like an angel that I always want to see

your smile that makes my heart happy

 

Theres always a spark in your beautiful eyes that I always want to look at

plus the simplicity that cannot be compared to any

 

When im with you I dont know where I am

it seems that im in heaven talking to an angel that I want to be with all my life

 

All of these is what I see

that is why you are the best for me.

 

:mtc:

[QTkolehiyala]

when you find love keep it. but if you can't keep it anymore what will you do? would you still pretend that you're happy even if you are not anymore okay with the relationship?

[Ret.hGv]

A line from my gorgeous ex-girlfriend.....

 

"The onliy lie you told me was everything!!!"

[czarjo21]

Said this to my baby...

 

"I have never loved and wanted anyone, as much as I have loved and wanted you..."

[Rasc]

Simple Music can make you sing....

A Warm Hug makes you feel better...

Simple Things can make you happy

my simple "HI" will make you smile! (' ',)

[yellowmoon]

my fire fighter,

 

it's a strange feeling to live for the past few days with a very sensitive-combustible-feeling. I guess that's the reason why i feel hot since yesterday! We stick to the original plan, so i'll be out in a few minutes.

 

Anyway, there is actually moral in the story, hon. That's when you learn to deal with what is given to you. when you finally accepted that things happens for a purpose. that mule, counted the dust as a blessing, that's his way to get out. it's the same analogy of counting what you have, not the things that you don't have. i have you, you have me. our commitment to love will be much stronger if we only take it that way. the farmers and the dusts will always be there, or might be there already in any sense. i guess that's the reason why i've been too flammable lately! Don't worry, i guess what i am right now, reflects what i've become lately, so i am hoping it's the final stage!

 

there's only one thing i wish, hon.. and i really hope it wont happen... that one of us would be the farmer! that'll be damn! galit-galit na lang pag nagkita na!

 

keep in touch! :*

 

 

love,

ms. sparkly..

[QTkolehiyala]

its hard to love but its harder to trust.

[Leyna]

Letting go

 

meant you accepted what couldn't be changed.

You didn't try to hold on to hope in order to coerce a change in fortune…

nor did you battle against the superior forces of fate and try to make them capitulate to your will…

nor did you beg for salvation because you assumed you knew better.

 

Letting go

 

meant you stared at what was before you with clear eyes,

recognizing that unfettered choice was the exception and destiny the rule.

No bargaining. No trying to control.

You gave up and saw that the one you loved was in fact not your future,

 

. . .and there was nothing you could do about it.

 

 

Lover Unbound

J.R WARD

:hypocritesmiley: