Alone. Is there a more terrible word in the English language?

Your cheerful smile
Your caressing hand
It's the really simple things
That make your life look so grand

You're a special woman
It's in your eyes
I see the truth
There is no disguise

It's your spirit
Maybe your soul
But my life without you
Would feel painfully old

You've been a true friend
I hope you stay
I would be so very empty
If you ever went away

The title of a very best friend
is given to precious few,
the ones who give love and supporting
all that they say and do.
The ones you call to dry your eyes
and build your confidence up,
or even to just chat for a bit,if only to say "What's up?"
The extreme importance of a very best friend
can't be measured in any way,
except in the actions you show to them
and in every word that you say.
That is how I know my friend,
from all that you've done and do,
that the title of my very best friend,
is deserving only of you.

A brilliant sunset,
A butterfly,
A quiet evening,
A cloudless sky.


A moonlit night,
A Christmas morn,
A birthday party,
A baby born.


A robin's song,
An apple pie,
A cup of coffee,
A lullaby.


A newborn kitten,
A breaking dawn,
A springtime picnic,
A fresh cut lawn.


A wedding day,
A daffodil,
A snowy peak,
A rolling hill.


Be the joy great or small: fleeting or without end.
All life's joys are doubled, when shared with you,
my friend.

I was once told only in dreams
Do dreams come true.
But I'm to tell, here and now,
Your dreams are up to you.
Like "The Rose",
we may pass through life
"Not Understood".
And maybe we won't
make all the friends we should.
But always treasure what you have
and in the mirror what you see,
Then strive to get all you can
and be all that you may be.
On the rocky roads of life,
you must be strong not to fall apart.
But, I tell you from my soul to keep
Faith, Hope, and Heart.

Into this world of mine,a puzzle;
Unpieced and messy,surrounded by walls,
Ever so dim, You entered,
Bringing light and guidance into my life.
The vivid colours, painted with a swirl,
Of wit and charm, of personality,
With great care, you added love and warmth,
And images that line the now bright walls.
Like a needle in a haystack,
True friends like you are hard to find.
Thats why im oh so thankful that i can call you mine.
Throughout the past three years,
You've kepy my many secrets,
You've been there through my afflictions,
You've witnessed my defeats,
I'll remember all the good times.
My friend, it may be time for you to leave,
This school where we first met,
But do not expect to be forgotton,
For your name hangs right in my mind,
Your smiling face in my heart.
So here i am, with a simple thank you,
Thank you for the light, my friend,
For my world is now special.

'you' thought it was her, went against all odds to prove that it was,
why? because you couldn't get over her..
you so desperately wanted it to be her, shes still in your mind.
deep down, you still need her, don't 'you'?

announcement: temporaily close of blog.

day by day, i worry..
for what may lie, ahead of me.
The horrors of betrayal or
The sweetness of love.
I can't stop thinking,
But hey, im only human.

The saddening thoughts,
Of the unperfect past,
Worsen my condition,
Ever so depressing..
But hey, i can't help it.

Things may happen,
For good or worse,
For reasons unknown,
But hey, we have friends.

So cheer up, with that smile,
For this is life,
Embrace it and be happy,
Instead of being down.
Hey, we're all here.

Two meet in hope
A connection made
They begin tender exploration

Two souls created to be
Together as one being
Take faltering steps

Souls melding seamless
Thoughts intertwined
Expressive warmth

Tenderness shared
Emotions laid bare
Accepted and safe

Peerless and pure
Joined by the hope
Of freedom sure

Airy ascending
Wind rushing
Almost deafening

Level flight soaring
effortless pearls
Treasured and bright

Two hearts joined in joy
Spring hopeful now
Resting in each other.

Serene, Tranquil, at peace.

a poem, someone wrote for me.

Can you feel it?
Have you felt it yourself?
That tremor,
Flutter,
Slight flip of the heart at every thought . . .
Reminisce and feel its dull tug.
Dream of the future and feel it fill.
Hope pulls it,
Fantasies stretch it,
People can break it, not you.
Heart to Heart.
Soul to Soul.
Match it.
Make it.
Hope it.
Dream it.
Love of you feeds my body.
Dreams of you feed my soul.

Until we meet
My nights will be a little colder
My days a little shorter
My heart will beat a little less rapid
Until we meet
I know that my arms will be empty
My mind hurting from the constant thought of you
Minutes will seem to be hours
Hours will seem to be months
While months will seem like eternity
Until we meet
The stars in the sky will not affect me with its gleaming sparkles of life
Until I am gazing at them with you
And the food that I eat will not be as fulfilling and nourishing
Until it is you that I share the my food with
And Until we meet
I will not feel whole
My world will seem incomplete
Until that wonderful day
When our eyes make first contact
And our bodies and souls collide in blissful whirlwind
The words will roll off my tongue like a sweet love song
"Hello, my love, I couldn't wait to meet you."