Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Here's Hopping
I drove past our IHOP by the baseball park and thought of you and smiled. Hell, I’m always thinking about you and smiling.
The first time we met
It's when you hold eye contact for that second too long or maybe the way you laugh. It sets off a flash and our memories take a picture of who we are at that point when we first know "This is love."
And we clutch that picture to our hearts because we expect each other to always be the people in that picture. But people change. People aren't pictures. And you can either take a new picture or throw the old one away.
And we clutch that picture to our hearts because we expect each other to always be the people in that picture. But people change. People aren't pictures. And you can either take a new picture or throw the old one away.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Triple Playful
I guess what upsets is there is no denying you made me happy, made me giggle, made me feel meaningful.
A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we’re safe in our own paradise. Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we’re two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we’ve found the right person. Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.
— Richard Bach
— Richard Bach
it may not always be so; and i say
that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch
another’s, and your dear strong fingers clutch
his heart, as mine in time not far away;
if on another’s face your sweet hair lay
in such silence as i know, or such
great writhing words as, uttering overmuch,
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;
if this should be, i say if this should be—
you of my heart, send me a little word;
that i may go unto him, and take his hands,
saying, Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands
that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch
another’s, and your dear strong fingers clutch
his heart, as mine in time not far away;
if on another’s face your sweet hair lay
in such silence as i know, or such
great writhing words as, uttering overmuch,
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;
if this should be, i say if this should be—
you of my heart, send me a little word;
that i may go unto him, and take his hands,
saying, Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands
Sunday, June 28, 2009
When you meet someone, millions of things can happen after that moment. Whether or not they become a pillar in your life or just someone you met once, or they stay in your life for years on end or just for a moment, sometimes the factors don’t matter.
It can take a lifetime of memories, or even just a split second glance as you walked by them on the street.
Whether or not you ever knew them, sometimes you just don’t forget someone.
It can take a lifetime of memories, or even just a split second glance as you walked by them on the street.
Whether or not you ever knew them, sometimes you just don’t forget someone.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
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Saturday, June 20, 2009
Don't Feel Like It Should
I hate the fact that I loved you so much that even when you hurt me it felt so good.
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