When You Find The One

When You Find The One...

... it is no longer about what you wear, or how you look. You are beautiful to him, forever. You do not have to worry about what you say, or what you do or don't do. He understands every action, every word, said or left unspoken. A deep-seated sense of comfort, of belonging. A feeling of coming home after a long day. He gives you strength. He gives you love. His is a presence always felt.

When You Find The One...

... each possibility can turn into reality. You walk through life, the way you would through a field... strolling at your own pace. There is always a soft wind in the field. There is always the right amount of sunlight in the field. There is always flock of birds, flying in the sky. He is always in the field, by your side or behind you, holding your hand, never to let it go.

When You Find The One...

... it all comes to an end. Your tiring search for a place in this world that is yours and yours alone, a person who is yours and yours alone. Your long, lonely nights. Your hurt. Your pain. Your anguish. Your longing to be with someone. Your wait till you find someone with whom you can just sit for hours together, doing nothing, saying nothing. There is never that awkward moment, never that uneasy silence. Only a bubble ensconcing the two of you in your own little world. Time stands still.

When You Find The One...

... life beckons you with its arms wide open. It calls out to you. It seeks your company. You run into the arms of a life you always thought you deserved. You sink into an embrace that is so soothing, it makes you smile and it makes you cry. There is the promise of a tomorrow which you always knew was waiting for you, in spite of what people said. There is the promise of a future which you always hoped for, wished for, and knew would some day be yours.

When You Find The One...

... you have someone to die for...

... you have a reason to live for...

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The Dream

I Saw a Village. 
And Houses.
But They're Dead. 
Surrounded By The Fog. 
I Went To a Well. And Looked Down. And What I Saw Is.

A Smiling Face. A devilish Smile. But Suffered. 
I Backed Off. I Went Into The House Stood in the Very End. Through a Creaking Door. Into The Dimly Lit Room. There Was a Girl, Dressed In White. She Was Sobbing. I Knelt Down Beside Her. Put My Hand On Her Shoulder. It Caused Her To Turn Around. i Know What I Will See.

The Face. Her Face. All Warped. I Screamed. But No Voices Came Out. I Exited The Room. Run. Run. Run! I Know She Was Chasing Me. 
I Ran Into The Cemetery. And Hid. I Waited. .............. There She Was.Behind Me. Smiling. Smiling That Devilish Smile. 
Her Body Is Twisted. Her Neck Is Broken. 
Oh I Can't Stop Myself From Seeing That Face. But She Didn't Harm me. All She Did Was Put Me Into a Lifetime Dream.........

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Hope and Dream



Once I met a girl with no name. She says, "If you must call me by something, we'll say my name is 'hope'."
Puzzled by her response, I ask, "Why?"
She says, "You'll see."

Not another word does she speak, but unfolds my hand and places a small piece of metal in my palm. Carved by a stone is the word 'hope'.

Later on the same day, I met a boy with no home. He says, "I may have no bed to sleep in, but I go to sleep every night, because I'm excited for the next day." And a smile stretches from ear to ear.

He slowly starts to walk away, and I gently say, "What's your name?"
He turns around, and says, "People call me by many things, whether it is bad or good. But you can call me 'Dreamer' and before I can ask why, he's gone.

Three days later, there was an important announcement on the news. A brother and sister were found, side by side in an empty parking lot. Each child had a piece of paper in their hand. On the girl's, sloppy letters that spelled out - "I HOPE that all..." In the boy's hand, the paper reads, "...my DREAMS will one day come true..." Laying there lifeless, both children had smiles glued to their face.

And for the rest of my life... I HOPE that all my DREAMS will one day come true....

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Perfect Words of Love and Romance



I just simply can't get the fact that you're gone out of my head. I feel so sad, so empty without you holding my hand and kissing it. And then me feeling like 'The Queen', and you 'The King'. 

When I see couples walking passed me, brushing my shoulder; it reminds me of every smile you gave to me. It made me feel so good. I could make My King smile, I granted it to happen too.

When I sing a beautiful melody that fills me with a pretty voice, I come across the words, "I love you." My voice quickly turns into ash and no longer do the words come out in sequence and complete.

And then most of all, I miss seeing your jagged blue eyes that gazed over and through my brown eyes, outlining my lips. And me? I was dying from the inside out.

I feel so very incomplete waking up in the morning to a good morning message on my phone. I was so used to something along the lines of, "Good morning my Lili. How could you sleep pretty lady?" And after school, "You looked beautiful Lili you know? Well, that's everyday, but today in particular. Who do you keep trying to impress? Is it Karl?" Or then just a simple, "Hey there pretty lady." And then my goodnight message, my favorite words of the day, "Goodnight my Lili, sweet dreams. You know there's nothing more I want right now, than to be by your side and hear your heart pump as it plays my favorite song, my love."

I miss you. Darling, Sunshine, Baby, My King. Be here now.

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Are You Worried About 2012?

As a rule Spam annoys the hell out of me, but I think it time to reach out to the masses. The tripe about 2012 has annoyed me to a point where I just can't stand it.

I just have some questions:

2012 on which calendar? The Julian? The Gregorian? The Hebrew? The Islamic? The Indian? The Chinese? And why is that Calendar right?

If you don't know which Calendar you use, you should probably back slowly away.

Let me bounce some years when the world was supposed to have ended. 666 CE, didn't happen. 1000 CE, didn't happen. 1666 CE, didn't happen that time. 1984, didn't happen, but got people to read Orwell. 1999, didn't happen then either. 2000, nope didn't happen. 2001 which was an extension on 1999 and 2000, didn't happen.

2012, let's say that it is going to happen in December and that a race who couldn't predict their own destruction can indeed predict the end of the world, let's just say they got it right. What are you going to do about it? What have you done to make a difference? And if you haven't done something and aren't going to, who the hell cares when the world will end.

You want to know something that will happen? DEATH! Just do something before your own death, do something to improve the world without hurting anyone else. I dare you! No, I Triple dog dare you!

Your end could come before December 21st of 2012, and what have you done to make one damn bit of difference.

According to the Julian Calendar we have 343 days that could be 343 great days, or 343 worrisome days, the choice is yours.

As for me I'm just going to focus on today and Sundays.

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