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Posted: 10/18/2004 6:05:44 PM | Wishin I was there, wishing you were here.
Wishin we werent as far, wishing it was near.
Life is fickle, in the odd sort of games it plays.
But it wont matter at all, in aboot 13 short days.
I just got on to basically check all my electronic mails,
but here in a bit, Im gonna plant myself in front of Shark Tales!!
Omg... Have I sank to an all time poetic low?
Shit, here comes my boss, love to all... I gotta go!!!
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Posted: 10/19/2004 6:31:43 PM | Today started just like any other. I Woke up late again and raced into the shower. I fought with my hair and broke my hair dryer.. Cursing under my breath as I ran down the stairs, I put a run in my stockings, my last ****ing pair.. So with a mass of wet hair, and bare legs in the middle of fall, I frantically scream out "last boarding call".
The boys slowly follow, grumbling and moaning, my cell starts to ring.. at 7:50 a.m. who would be calling?? OH GREAT ... its my office, just what I wanted to hear..The project I spent the last week working on is not going well.. This job is surely turning out to be my own personal hell..
I glance at the clock, its almost 8, well that settles it, i'm surely going to be late. The boys are fighting all the way in the car, why did I choose a sitter that lives so far???
I calm them down, and give them the rant "be good today, no fighting and listen to what your teacher says” I can tell by their quick responses its going to be one of those days..
I drop the boys off and kiss them goodbye, and pray that today they will listen, not fight, and not tell a lie. I love them so dearly, but they are very busy, I decide to give a quick prayer for they’re teachers and hope my rambunctious two, won’t make them dizzy
Now I’m alone in my car for the next 40 minutes or so.. I don’t care about the traffic, infact, today I hope its moving slow… Its just what I need today, that bit of extra time.. to listen to some music, and try to unwind
Then something happens as I drive down the road.. My head fills of thoughts of you, and the dreams that we hold. It’s the one thought that I have throughout my brutal day, that puts a smile on my face, one that won’t go away.
So thank you for all that you have given to me.. thanks for the morning drives, and the dreams. Thank you for all of the awesome things that you do, thanks most of all for just being you. | |
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Posted: 10/19/2004 6:51:51 PM | Holly,
thank you
If who that was written for hasn't said it I will. thank you
very nice | |
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Posted: 10/19/2004 7:04:03 PM | well ty soba :)
hugss darlin, and happy that your sharing your work as well, i truly enjoy reading them :D | |
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Posted: 10/20/2004 6:49:52 PM | Probably one of the prettiest songs i have ever heard
Still The One ~ Brian McKnight
Funny when you stop and think
times goes faster then you blink
nothings ever like it was
but girl we've got a special thing
all the happiness it brings
is more than enough
I know its hard to believe
your still the biggest part of me
all I'm living for
I still think about you
I still dream about you
I still want you
and need you by my side
I'm still mad about you
all I ever wanted was you
your still the one, your still the one
It's hard to breathe when were apart
your like sunshine in my heart
I keep you here inside
you've been everything to me
you've been and always will be
the apple of my eye
And I know its hard to believe
your still the biggest part of me
all I'm living for
I still think about you
I still dream about you
I still want you
and need you by my side
I still mad about you
all i ever wanted was you
your still the one, your still the one
If you love me
look into my eyes and say you do
I've been waiting all my life
for someone just like you
baby after all that we've been through
girl im still in love with you
and I want you to know I do, I do
I still think about you
I still dream about you
I still want you
and need you by my side
I'm still mad about you
all I ever wanted was you
your still the one, your still the one | |
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Posted: 10/20/2004 7:09:47 PM | Does something like that song realy exist?
Is it for real or just dreaming on a page?
someones desires of what they want and long for in a relationship.
Anyone, any thoughts? | |
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Posted: 10/20/2004 8:16:03 PM | I think it exists soba..
I think it takes time to find it.. but when u do, you will know.. it takes the form of this unbelievable burning in your chest, this pull in your stomach that wont go away .. ok as i read this it sounds like heartburn and a stomach flu.. but thats not what i mean lol
I think its like anything else.. sometimes you have to go through a lot of painful mistakes, and regret before you yourself know what you want.. and know what you have to give.. thats when your ready and thats when you will find it | |
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Posted: 10/20/2004 8:53:49 PM | I've lived the painful mistakes....
Father time is watching me and I feel my time is short..... It is nice to know that some have found it and it is not a belief that does not exist...
I know that there is nothing perfect even as relationships go... they all take their own level of work...
I'm hopeful to one day know a love like that...
Till then surround myself with good people and try and heal the scars....
LOL@Heartburn.... | |
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Posted: 10/22/2004 4:38:45 PM | well, maybe i will come up with something original a little later, but for right now gonna post what i'm listening too
Unloved ~ Jann Arden
There will be no consolation prize, this time the bone is broken clean
No baptism, no reprise and no sweet talk of victory
All the stars have fallen from the sky and everything else in between
Satellites have closed their eyes, the moon has gone to sleep
Unloved, unloved
Unloved, unloved
Here I am inside a hotel choking on a million words I said
Cigarettes have burned a hole and dreams are drunk and penniless
Here I am inside my fathers arms, all jagged bone and whisky dry
Whisper to me sweetly now and tell me I will never die
Unloved, unloved
Unloved, unloved
Here I am, an empty hallway, broken window, rainy night
I am 1962 and I am ready for a fight
People crying hallelujah while the bullet leaves the gun
People falling, falling, falling and I don't know where they're falling from
Are they unloved, unloved
Unloved, unloved
Hoping that the kindness will lead us past the blindness
And not another living soul will ever have to feel
Unloved, unloved
Unloved, unloved
Unloved, unloved | |
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