ordinary
babe i don’t need to remember you. You left nothing to remember, you are as ordinary as dirt in the desert. I cant think of anything special about you. you get lost in the crowd instead of standing out. But don’t worry i don’t want to change that. I want you to just as ordinary as ever. You wont be a memory to look back on and smile, you will fade away in to the darkness and no one will even have a thought about you. The days push you father and father from my mind. One day there will be nothing left of you and i cant wait for it. Bad news is you will be forced to always remember me because i an much more then ordinary……
it seems…
it seems somethings in life will never be. no matter how much you hope and wish somethings will never be yours. i have tried while i hoped and wished but i didn’t get what i wanted. why should you? but life i guess has better things for me. but is is hard to see with you fogging up the glass……
lost
Have you loved someone so much it hurt? Have you given them your all and only think of them?? Well i have and it is nice to be in love. But what happens when that person could care less about you. They say they love you but refuse to show you that you are worth anything. I am a hopeless romantic but i am tired of getting hurt by the one person i give my all to. Any advice to give me?? i will even take mean advice. hahaha
love and hearts
charly
No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater…The love we have for each other is bigger than these small differences. And that’s the key. It’s like a big pie chart, and the love in a relationship has to be the biggest piece. Love can make up for a lot.
you said Is
there anything which
is dead or alive more beautiful
than my body,to have in your fingers
(trembling ever so little)?
Looking into
your eyes Nothing,i said,except the
air of spring smelling of never and forever.
….and through the lattice which moved as
if a hand is touched by a
hand(which
moved as though
fingers touch a girl’s
breast,
lightly)
Do you believe in always,the wind
said to the rain
I am too busy with
my flowers to believe,the rain answered
