Changing

Life is changing.
New turns here,
old stops there.
Life is changing.

I'm so scared.
I'm so scared.
I'm so lost.

Life is changing.

Happy

When I hurt the thought of you makes me smile.

You make my sad life worth living.

I’m not depressed, I’m just thankful for finding you.

Thankful god made us for each other.

Makes me realize he really does love me, because I am with you.

Through the herds of fake people, I know you are real.

The ways you make me feel when you touch my face.

Your soft, painless touch reminds me that I’m alive.

I used to be scared of hands touching me, scared I’d be hurt,

But your hands make me feel so loved.

Your kiss helps me fly through the sky, above the dark clouds

That rain on my world.

That’s why I wish to run away with you. Runaway from all the pain

And live with you in a world for just you and me.  

Where you are handsome and I am beautiful.

And we are just…happy. 

Sunday Oct 7,2012. 4:02PM

To My One and Only

To My One and Only

I have fallen in love, 

and you love me too. 

I hope this isn't, 

too good to be true. 

You are my knight, 

I am your star. 

Look about how, 

we have come so far. 

My sad days come, 

but you are so near. 

Your kisses come, 

to drown away my fear. 

I have fallen in love, 

this love feels so right. 

No more cold shivers, 

felt through the night. 

I have fallen in love,

for the rest of my life.

I just cannot wait, 

to become your wife.

I often dream of reading to you on a blanket of sun-warmed green grass

It is amazing how far we have come,
and yet we have accomplished so little.
We can generate the sounds of
Mother Nature with a simple click of,
rainymood.com
We love it so much, yet we run from it,
when caught in it.
Unappreciative. Unnoticed.
Ironically becoming,
Impersonal.
As is, you and I.

Nothing in life remains constant. No one is guaranteed love, family, success, health and fortune. The only thing we are guaranteed in life is the ultimate frontier of death. Change IS the constant. That is the irony of life.

Other Side

What does it feel like
on the other side of
love.

Perhaps like a dream,
floating, on an enchanted stream;
or a never ending bliss
upon One magic kiss.

What does it feel like
on the other side of
love.

One Lonely Night

One lonely night they met—
On the same road to no where
With a fumbled look in his eyes—
He recognized her flustered face.
They walked through every corner—
Took a turn through all the allies,
trying to escape the darkness—
that would inevitably engulf—
Only one of them
She stood by close, near his cold body
Him—infinitely detached from the sun
But they knew ideas of each other—
Once in their youth
She poured her heart out foolishly,
Onto the cold ground
Where he didn’t make it in time—to savor it.
As the snowflakes fell—he pulled her lifeless
Body into his strong arms, seeking shelter in—
One another under blankets they thought—
Would last forever
But blankets get worn too
One lonely night they met—
On the same road to no where—
With a painful look in his eyes
He kissed her pale face—Goodbye.