Monday, March 7, 2011

lines that curves...

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 I can pretend each time I see you
That I don't care and I don't need you
~anything for you

How can I be strong I've asked myself
Time and time I've said
That I'll never fall in love with you again…
~again

Won't you pick the pieces up
'cause it feels just like I'm walking on broken glass…
~walking on broken glass

Feelin' that feelin' again
I'm playin' a game I can't win…
~foolish heart

This yearnin' I can't explain
Feeling I just cannot contain
I know someday I'll get over you
It just takes time and some getting used to
Each day I'm feeling blue
Every road leads me back to you
~missing you

 Each passing night
I try and close my eyes
But thoughts of you
They wake me up
And tear me inside out
~Each passing night

spell excited = AIDZ MALLA

Sunday, March 6, 2011

...lablab

Why is it that we don't always recognize the moment love begins,
but we always recognize the moment it ends.

LOVE takes effort & acceptance,
it won't always be a happy ride,
u'll cry wen u're hurt,
u'll be sad wen ignored but hold on & always remember LOVE HURTS wen it's REAL.




You'll never feel for me what I feel for you.
You'll never see me the way I see you.
But you'll always hurt me the way I never hurt you.
  
We tell lies when we are afraid
...afraid of what we don't know,
...afraid of what others will think,
...afraid of what will be found out about us.
But every time we tell a lie.... the thing we fear
grows stronger.
Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don't be a person
who has to look back and wonder what they would have, or could have had.
 
           No one waits forever...

Within you I lose myself…
Without you I find myself
Wanting to be lost again.

 Invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away.
  

You will find, as you look back upon your life,
that the moments when you really lived are the moments when you have done things
in the spirit of LOVE.





Anyone can catch your eye,
but it takes someone special to catch your heart.

Love is an exploding cigar
we willingly smoke.

Absence diminishes little passions
and increases great ones,
as the wind extinguishes candles
and fans a fire.





It's the heart, afraid of breaking,
that never learns to dance
It's the dream, afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul, afraid of dying
That never learns to live
(The Rose - Bette Midler)

I could fill a thousand pages
telling you how I felt
and still you would not understand.
So now I leave without a sound,
except my heart shattering as it hits the ground.