Missing 'U' is like: Missing 'I' in your life

Missing yo_ is like missing part of my l_fe.Then the pain i feel felt like the edge of a knife.Mixed composer in my head, missing yo_ makes me wish i was dead.When i lay my head down on one side of the bed, missing yo_ made me wish yo_ were here instead.Sitting in my bed not able to sleep images of missing yo_ made me not want to eat.Shiverless cries for me to hear your voice, crying seemed to be the only choice.Simply because missing yo_ is like missing 'I' in your l_fe.My l_fe has no meaning if you're not in it, it began with yo_ so shall it finish.You're the half that makes me whole finding yo_: is like finding gold.My l_fe is like a cage meant to be kept with someone in it; my heart says that you're the only one to fill it.

JUST BECAUSE MISSING YO_: IS LIKE MISSING 'I' IN YOUR L_FE! 

i am disappointed

I am disappointed. I'd seen a change and had felt we'd turned a corner, leaving the hurt and pain behind us. But now I know. Your smile, your joking, your statements tell me we were on the same wavelength - even finishing each others sentences. All of it was an act. I'd felt hope and concern returning to my heart, and even felt relief that maybe things had changed for the better. I'd even dared to invest myself again. I got a poor return. But then, I'm not so surprised you know, it all seems familiar and just as uncomfortable. I'd held my breath through it all, waiting for the other shoe to fall. And now it has. So why worry now? I am disappointed. I am not surprised.

Disappointed in myself….

Trapped inside my own confusion Letting into the devil’s persuasion Heading in the path I will regret Always listening to myself with fret And not knowing how to stop it My body has been thrown into a pit The gloom here is quiet and hurtful To myself and those around me Damn I feel awful I feel miserable, I see it all blurry I am disappointed in myself Can’t stop the cycle of perplexity Wonder when I’ll wise up and proceed choicely

Piano

My soul is the piano, his words are the keys.
Together we compose, the best of symphonies.

How my soul replays his words of the day.
Like a composer writing a play.

I hear the music, as he strikes a key.
an orchestra, is what I see.

Two soul that share a common ground.
a friendship they have found.

What is a piano, without the player.
It's like a soul, without a desire.

It sits alone in the dark, 
waiting for someone to light a spark.

A hope or a desire, 
waiting for someone to inspire.

To play a song of the heart, 
a song of two souls that will never depart.

My Life Starts Now

For all the years in which I've felt, 
Such loss, Such saddness, Such Grief, Such Hurt, 
You have come and swept that all away.
For in my heart, there you are.

My beautiful prince, 
You swept that hurt away.
My face which i always held low, 
Is now replaced with a permenant smile.

That my dear is because of you.

I thank you for being there
I thank you for being you
I thank you for coping with me! 

Most of all....

I thank you for saving my life.

;)

Life isn't about crying and walking slowly in the rain, its about dancing and make the strom pass faster. (:

I don't believe that true love means letting go. Because true love means loving more than enough that you would NEVER even think of leaving at all.?

Just like people in the world needs the sun to shine their days, I need you to shine my life ?


Sometimes you have to let your heart lead you even if it's leading you to a place you never planned to be in.

You're the only one that I want, the only one that I need, the only one that I wanna spent my life with. ?

You're like a rainbow, in this world of no color. You're the only one that I see that make my life beautiful ?

Love is when the Happiness of the other Person is worth Everything. How can I act like I don’t love you when you unlocked the door to my Heart, went in and won’t leave? The conquest of love is by far the Hardest that any human should encounter.

Today is a new day ! Smile like you never smiled before. ;]

What is love???

“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”

-St. Augustine”

Modern Day Romeo and Juliet

Romeo, I am waiting for you

What I want to know,is

Where are you? 

Will you ever come

? Don’t make me wait much longer, 

My Love.

Romeo, please take me from my Prison

Of this small town

And the parents of all control

They won’t let me see you

And they don’t understand

That I have to see you. I love you.

a star will one day fall for me

i have yet to see my first falling star. 

since the day i’ve read about falling stars, i have fallen in love with the idea of seeing one and “Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars” has since been the anthem of this fascination. 

Every time I see a clear, starry night, I always whisper a silent prayer to see just one. Whenever there’s a meteor shower forecast, i spend days waiting in delightful anticipation for it. 

But I still haven’t seen my falling star.

All this wait has given me nothing but stiff neck, colds, and sheer frustration. and not a single falling star. 

the most frustrating part of it is when i got so close to actually seeing one. it’s that really random starry night, when stargazing was the least of my plans and was just on a plain stroll with a gang of girlfriends. then there was a falling star that everyone saw. everyone except me- just because i didn’t look up at the time everyone else did. 

now i’m feeling bad over thinking that i might be the only living and seeing 14-year old who hasn’t gotten to see a single falling star!

that falling star has become as elusive for me as falling in love. when everyone else around me has witnessed the most magnificent meteor shower their eyes could ever feast on, or have seen ten million falling stars in their lifetime, i’ve had nothing. the closest call to it was thinking that i’ve found one that i thought i could love when he ended up just being a reflection of something else in my clouded eyeglasses. 

it is that perpetual cycle of wait and frustration - and the tireless effort of thinking what has been wrong all this time and what was missing. 

you may think that it’s the mythical reward of getting to make a wish at the sight of the falling star; that it may just be the desire of being loved.

maybe. 

maybe not. 

It may be the surreal and perfect visuals that Hollywood and Walt Disney have been feeding my fantasies all this time. It could be that, yes. 

Or it could be the faith in the sun that lights the universe. It is knowing that so long as God is there, I will have that love story someday soon. It will be the love story that will not only make me feel loved, but to be the one to share the love. When that time comes, I pray that i will wonder no more for that “diamond in the sky” and that finally i may sing “Catch a Falling Star and Put It in Your Pocket”

Maybe, it is enough for now to know that it is a universe out there, and out of the billions of stars, one of them will fall —- for me. :)

REALIZE

Some people don’t know who and what they really have until its gone

Some people take who and what they have for granted without even knowing …even knowing it while doing it is worse

Some people are too blind to see what’s in front of them

Some people need some growin up to do and start acting like their age

Some people need to know when enough is enough

Some people need to know when their pride is taking over their emotions

Some people need to reconsider other peoples feelings

Some people need to be aware of changes in life and stop holding onto the past

Some people just don’t understand how much they mean to them

I can go on about it ..I just wish YOU weren’t part of the ” some people “

Defining a feeling that is rather undefined.,,

Let's get this straight. I love you. I don't know why and I cannot define it for you. I have this inside me that I know that you're the one making me feel it.