With time you learn the subtle
Difference there is between taking
Someone's hand and enslaving a soul.
And you learn that love does not
Mean supporting yourself on someone
And that having someone's company
Does not mean having security.
And you start to understand that
Their kisses aren't necessarily contracts
Nor are they gifts
Nor are they promises.
And you start to accept your flaws
With your head held high
Eyes wide open
Your posture like that of an adult
Not with your face scrunched up like that of a child.
And you learn to build All of your roads in the now
Because the road towards Tomorrow is much to uncertain to make plans.
With time you learn that also
The nice rays of the sun burn
If you expose yourself too much too them.
Too much.
In the meantime plant your own garden
To decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to take you flowers.
And that way you'll learn that in reality
You can bear it all...
That in truth you are strong.
And in reality you are worth more than you imagine.
=UNKNOWN=
Monday, May 3, 2010
Friday, April 30, 2010
[FIRST BREAK UP]
He left her with broken promises
A frown upon her face.
He left her with a broken heart
A feeling nothing can replace.
It all started when
She called him that night
He had left her a message
Which gave her a fright.
In this message he said
He had something to say
Though the message was short
In her mind it was engraved.
She had been feeling
Very nervous that day.
His voice had been so sad
It had not sounded gay.
When he answered they talked
About things they had done.
Then they joked and they laughed
And her nervousness eased.
And then she reminded him
Of what he had to say
And the feeling came back
As it had not gone away.
He said he couldn't handle
Not being there with her
He had to much to deal with
They could not be together,
Anymore.
So they talked a little longer
Until it was time to go.
Although her heart was aching
She pushed it down below.
The minute they clicked
She fled from the scene
She ran to a place
Which was much more serene.
When she got to that place
That was ever so dark
She cried and she cried
It had left a faint mark.
As she sat there she thought
Of all the moments they've shared
A broken heart in her hands
Not a memory was spared.
She thought of his kisses
And the first time she gave him one
She thought of the way he made her feel
And how those feelings are gone.
She then stood up.
And walked around a bit.
With confidence broken
She had lost hope to ever recommit.
Then suddenly she realized
What she had not thought of before
She had a chance to experience
That special something every girl could ever hope for.
Love, pure and innocent.
((BC)) 2003
A frown upon her face.
He left her with a broken heart
A feeling nothing can replace.
It all started when
She called him that night
He had left her a message
Which gave her a fright.
In this message he said
He had something to say
Though the message was short
In her mind it was engraved.
She had been feeling
Very nervous that day.
His voice had been so sad
It had not sounded gay.
When he answered they talked
About things they had done.
Then they joked and they laughed
And her nervousness eased.
And then she reminded him
Of what he had to say
And the feeling came back
As it had not gone away.
He said he couldn't handle
Not being there with her
He had to much to deal with
They could not be together,
Anymore.
So they talked a little longer
Until it was time to go.
Although her heart was aching
She pushed it down below.
The minute they clicked
She fled from the scene
She ran to a place
Which was much more serene.
When she got to that place
That was ever so dark
She cried and she cried
It had left a faint mark.
As she sat there she thought
Of all the moments they've shared
A broken heart in her hands
Not a memory was spared.
She thought of his kisses
And the first time she gave him one
She thought of the way he made her feel
And how those feelings are gone.
She then stood up.
And walked around a bit.
With confidence broken
She had lost hope to ever recommit.
Then suddenly she realized
What she had not thought of before
She had a chance to experience
That special something every girl could ever hope for.
Love, pure and innocent.
((BC)) 2003
[I'll Be There]
I know how you feel,
I feel the same way.
I'm here for you
No matter what you say.
I hate to see you like this.You must feel like shit.
But with my help,
I know you can get through it.
Don't worry about a boyfriend,
You'll find someone.
Our friendship will last forever,
At least we've got one.
Please don't be depressed anymore
It makes me feel bad.
I hate to see you look like this,
I hate to see you sad.
These feelings don't fit you
They're like a mask.
They cover up your true identity
You shouldn't bask.
You're my friend
And we'll get through it together.
Whatever happens between us
We'll still be friends forever.
((BC)) 2003
(Note: I wrote this as a favor for my brother for some friend he had that was going through issues or something dumb like that.)
I feel the same way.
I'm here for you
No matter what you say.
I hate to see you like this.You must feel like shit.
But with my help,
I know you can get through it.
Don't worry about a boyfriend,
You'll find someone.
Our friendship will last forever,
At least we've got one.
Please don't be depressed anymore
It makes me feel bad.
I hate to see you look like this,
I hate to see you sad.
These feelings don't fit you
They're like a mask.
They cover up your true identity
You shouldn't bask.
You're my friend
And we'll get through it together.
Whatever happens between us
We'll still be friends forever.
((BC)) 2003
(Note: I wrote this as a favor for my brother for some friend he had that was going through issues or something dumb like that.)
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