If a fat man in red comes in the middle of the night and stuffs you into a sack, don't ne scared-it's only Santa-I told him this year I wanted you for Christmas.
I miss you my babe and I wish I could take you away on your birthday and keep you to myself.
duminică, 20 decembrie 2009
duminică, 22 noiembrie 2009
This song will never shall die and me in your place shall be a long forever picture in our souls. You in my heart and me always and forever more in your place... Had he ever thought when he wrote this song that he was talking about our future lives or he was living the same story with another? How can he know? How could I know what I found until I have lost it... My love I miss you and I wish you back. My wish. My heart. My place IS YOU.
marți, 10 noiembrie 2009
Desire...
I tried hard not to begin with”I agree” or “Don’t agree” because it’s in my belief that none of us can totally be of the same opinion as the writer or totally against it. Anyhow, I tend to agree with the fact that wanting and not satisfaction brings us more pleasure. For example, I use to wish to become a certain person that in my opinion was the greatest person ever. The fact that IT was smart and good-looking and rich as well, made me dedicate maybe half or even more of my time studying IT, idolizing IT, dreaming with my eyes wide opened of what it would be like to be IT. Having something to dream about, to believe in and to worship can make you struggle and not to give up life even if you are close to despair. Desire it’s a hard thing to describe, what is desirable for you can be common, repellant or well-known for somebody else. So how do you describe desire to a person who doesn’t want, wish or need anything or anybody? Do rich people forget the meaning of money because they have enough? Is the satisfaction more important than the wish? Becoming the person I loved so much or becoming a copy of IT didn’t make me happy or successful, not even pleased. What made me sacrifice time, money, people I cared about was WANTING, along with the process of becoming that. Like Lee says, after the toffee was gone, in my case, after I became IT I was left with nothing. What can again make me feel the pleasure and the thrill? Finding someone else to aspire to, some other IT to capture me, to be conquered by, another toffee.
joi, 8 octombrie 2009
duminică, 4 octombrie 2009
It's been a year since I threw away the chance to be happy. A year since my happiness has end and a year since my love has been left in another country all alone and afraid. I miss him like I miss the sun in a rainy day and how I miss the rain in a sunny hot day.I love u forever no matter what. dont doubt dont fear dont forget....my love is YOU
marți, 8 septembrie 2009
luni, 17 august 2009
duminică, 26 iulie 2009
FIVE RULES FOR MEN TO FOLLOW TO A HAPPY LIFE
1. It’s important to have a woman, who helps at home, who cooks from time to time, cleans up and has a job.
2. It’s important to have a woman, who can make you laugh.
3. It’s important to have a woman, who you can trust and who doesn’t lie to you.
4. It’s important to have a woman, who is good in bed and who likes to be with you.
5. It’s very, very important that these four women do not know each other.
2. It’s important to have a woman, who can make you laugh.
3. It’s important to have a woman, who you can trust and who doesn’t lie to you.
4. It’s important to have a woman, who is good in bed and who likes to be with you.
5. It’s very, very important that these four women do not know each other.
joi, 16 iulie 2009
They met a long time ago, when nothing and everything was possible. It was a mistake she get there and a mistake that she met him. It wasn’t a mistake though to fall in love.
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It was night, late and dark. The person next to her was too noisy but at least he talked about something not like the last 5 people who were just waiting for some compliments regarding their lousy lives. The place was full; so many people who were expecting love from things that were chasing money. Life is strange and funny in the same time. They knew it’s a lie, they knew not a chance of success. Then what were they waiting for? For something impossible. For some of them this was all they had. Their boring lives and their boring personalities drove them insane. She hated them but she understood them. Macy looked so good tonight. Her blond her and her blue dress looked like a sun on a clear sky. She wished she looked at least half as good as Macy. She was getting fat lately and she hated it. Nothing was to be done though, the stress and her life schedule lately made her like this. She looked at the clock on the wall. 12 sharp. So late and yet still early. The wall looked sad itself and the time seemed to hate her. The man was still talking. He was saying something about the war. Nobody cares about the war. Nobody here at least. Macy smiled at her. In her eyes said she hated there too. This thought made her smile. Everybody hated here and everybody loved at the same time. She finished reading a book about a place that didn’t exist but that was sometimes just sometimes shown to special people. ‘Is this it?’ she wondered. ‘It can’t be’ the answer came quickly. 12:15. The man finished his story and had a smile of satisfaction on his face. Her eyes and her smile made him think she listen all the story. She had, but at some point she flew away. She remembered about him again. It was probably the 25th time today. She can’t help wanting him to come back. The smell of his hair can still be noticed in her clothes.
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There was time. The man next to her thanked her and asked her never to change. She was perfect from his point of view. Never to change. The words were like an echo in her heart. She was perfect. She felt angry at first. How could he know about how she was and how perfect you have to be in this world? And how can you say that to a person you only talk to and don’t give the chance for it to talk back? She just sat there and smile. How can he say that? She then felt disappointed. It wasn’t his fault. He meant no harm. He was trying to make her a compliment. “Thank you” she said, but while she was saying it she felt her heart torn apart. He didn’t even care about her. It wasn’t that she looked and smiled in some way. He was just looking for somebody to tell his boring story about the war. Nothing was perfect and neither was she. She smiled ironic and shake hands. They left in a hurry. Macy looked happy. She probably was better at this. She could fake a smile even with an arm broken. So funny. Imagining Macy with her beautiful face and her lovely dress and an arm broken. That must be really fun she thought. Could Macy break her arm? Probably yes, she wasn’t the smart type. Beautiful and stupid or ugly and smart. She heard these words somewhere. It was of course a stupid say that an ugly girl would have made up. Macy was the last to come back. She was so hungry she couldn’t think of anything else. Even the man before was not interesting anymore. And his beautiful liar words meant nothing anymore. She made a sign to her manger. “Again?” his eyes said, but she was already heading to the door while he made his normal, angry, frustrated face. “Anyway she didn’t had time to eat today” he though. Finally alone with herself. She took her sandwich and start eating slow.
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It was night, late and dark. The person next to her was too noisy but at least he talked about something not like the last 5 people who were just waiting for some compliments regarding their lousy lives. The place was full; so many people who were expecting love from things that were chasing money. Life is strange and funny in the same time. They knew it’s a lie, they knew not a chance of success. Then what were they waiting for? For something impossible. For some of them this was all they had. Their boring lives and their boring personalities drove them insane. She hated them but she understood them. Macy looked so good tonight. Her blond her and her blue dress looked like a sun on a clear sky. She wished she looked at least half as good as Macy. She was getting fat lately and she hated it. Nothing was to be done though, the stress and her life schedule lately made her like this. She looked at the clock on the wall. 12 sharp. So late and yet still early. The wall looked sad itself and the time seemed to hate her. The man was still talking. He was saying something about the war. Nobody cares about the war. Nobody here at least. Macy smiled at her. In her eyes said she hated there too. This thought made her smile. Everybody hated here and everybody loved at the same time. She finished reading a book about a place that didn’t exist but that was sometimes just sometimes shown to special people. ‘Is this it?’ she wondered. ‘It can’t be’ the answer came quickly. 12:15. The man finished his story and had a smile of satisfaction on his face. Her eyes and her smile made him think she listen all the story. She had, but at some point she flew away. She remembered about him again. It was probably the 25th time today. She can’t help wanting him to come back. The smell of his hair can still be noticed in her clothes.
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There was time. The man next to her thanked her and asked her never to change. She was perfect from his point of view. Never to change. The words were like an echo in her heart. She was perfect. She felt angry at first. How could he know about how she was and how perfect you have to be in this world? And how can you say that to a person you only talk to and don’t give the chance for it to talk back? She just sat there and smile. How can he say that? She then felt disappointed. It wasn’t his fault. He meant no harm. He was trying to make her a compliment. “Thank you” she said, but while she was saying it she felt her heart torn apart. He didn’t even care about her. It wasn’t that she looked and smiled in some way. He was just looking for somebody to tell his boring story about the war. Nothing was perfect and neither was she. She smiled ironic and shake hands. They left in a hurry. Macy looked happy. She probably was better at this. She could fake a smile even with an arm broken. So funny. Imagining Macy with her beautiful face and her lovely dress and an arm broken. That must be really fun she thought. Could Macy break her arm? Probably yes, she wasn’t the smart type. Beautiful and stupid or ugly and smart. She heard these words somewhere. It was of course a stupid say that an ugly girl would have made up. Macy was the last to come back. She was so hungry she couldn’t think of anything else. Even the man before was not interesting anymore. And his beautiful liar words meant nothing anymore. She made a sign to her manger. “Again?” his eyes said, but she was already heading to the door while he made his normal, angry, frustrated face. “Anyway she didn’t had time to eat today” he though. Finally alone with herself. She took her sandwich and start eating slow.
marți, 7 iulie 2009
vineri, 26 iunie 2009
Happy birthday to us
Tomorrow it comes a year since our first date with Jerry. Maybe not first date you and me but more important in some ways. We got to sit next to each other and take pic and listen to Jerry making fun of us. Being next to you made my heart jump and my blood boil with desire. Rainy day...like always for us, trying to control my words and my actions, the sweet taste of love.
Tonight I won't be alone but you know that doesn't mean I'm not lonely...good words but paintful, the one who wrote them...I can understand what he felt.
"Oceans apart, day after day, and I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the line
But it doesnt stop the pain..."
This song just came to my mind,,,
Too many words unspoken and too fast we were taken apart
Too little have I showen you and too much I took away
I'm beging your forgivness for all the suffer I caused you and still.
Nothing more, just Happy BIRTHday the days with you made me fell being BIRTH once again.
Forever love you in my heart.
Tonight I won't be alone but you know that doesn't mean I'm not lonely...good words but paintful, the one who wrote them...I can understand what he felt.
"Oceans apart, day after day, and I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the line
But it doesnt stop the pain..."
This song just came to my mind,,,
Too many words unspoken and too fast we were taken apart
Too little have I showen you and too much I took away
I'm beging your forgivness for all the suffer I caused you and still.
Nothing more, just Happy BIRTHday the days with you made me fell being BIRTH once again.
Forever love you in my heart.
vineri, 5 iunie 2009
One year
I guess u saw my pic as Geisha by now...so u probably understand my new job. I can't say I like it, even though it's kind of fun maybe. My life has changed this time and looks like still changing, I wake up, I eat sometimes, I go to gym 2h, I go downtown, I have coffee and talk to some stranger too curious about me, I go to work sometimes, Itry to read our mails and try to figure out what to do,,,sometimes I am tired and wanna run so nobody can find me, sometimes I think I was lucky to have you, sometimes I wonder about Kit, if she feels the same, and if so, I feel sorry for her, I try to live and breath and manage my sorrow days, I am afraid that my family will get sick or die and I am not there., I watch TV and every news about Taiwan I need to be translated for me. I look at the ski and pretend you watch it in the same time and we are having fun and laugh about the stars and see how they look like a rabbit,,,I loved you with all my heart and soul,, I still do and I know I can never get you out of my heart, even if I wish to, or need to, or have to, nothing can compare to you and what we had those few months. Dark happy aniversary my love.
sâmbătă, 30 mai 2009
luni, 25 mai 2009
miercuri, 20 mai 2009
miercuri, 13 mai 2009
Too many drafts written, too many times reading your blog, too many times playing with our pictures and pretending I am there. Finally all came down on me. Is love really a blog and its words? Is being loved meaning you have to wait for somebody to come back? Is loving meaning you should write some mails and send some pictures? I wanna say NO. I wanna make a record, just like you , and say that love is every moment we spend together, and love is when I hug and kiss you, and love is when we fight, when we make love and when we stare at each other. Having you by my side was selfish maybe but cure me in many ways. Made me understand some things and made me realize and feel how it feels to really be loved. I have to thank you some day and some day when we will be face to face I have to kiss you soft and wisper to you..."I missed you."
miercuri, 22 aprilie 2009
Time
We have time for everything.
To sleep, to run around,
To regret what we did and to mistake again,
To judge others and to forgive ourselves,
We have time to read and to write,
To forget what we read and to correct what we wrote,
We have time to make projects and not to respect them,
We have time to make illusions and to oversee them afterwards.
We have time for ambitions and for sickness,
To blame the destiny and details,
We have time to watch the sky, commercials and an ordinary accident,
We have time to chase away our questions, to postpone our answers,
We have time to break a dream in pieces and to reinvent another,
We have time to make friends, to lose them,
We have time to receive lessons and to forget them later,
We have time to receive gifts and not to treasure them.
We have time for everything.
Just for tenderness there is no time.
When we realize we have to have time for this too - it’s already too late.
I learned a lot in this life – things I want share with you.
I learned you can make somebody love you
All you can do is be a loving person.
The rest…depends on the others.
I learned that as much as I care about something
Others might not care.
I learned that it takes years to gain trust
And that you can loose it in a few seconds.
I learned that it doesn’t matter WHAT you have in life
But WHO you have.
I learned you can use your charm about 15 min.
Then, you better have something in your head or charm is useless.
I learned you shouldn’t try to do what others can do
But do your best at what you can do.
I learned it doesn’t matter what happens to people around me
But what I can do to help them.
I learned however you look at a situation
It will always have two sides.
I learned that you have to separate with your loved ones smiling and saying sweet words
It might be the last time you see them.
I learned you can take it for a long, long time
After you said “I can’t take it anymore”.
I learned “hero” means to do the right thing at the right time
No matter the consequences.
I learned there are people who love you
But don’t know how to show it.
I learned when I am upset I have the RIGHT to be upset
But I don’t have the right to be mean.
I learned that true friendship lasts even from far away
And this applies for love also.
I learned that if somebody doesn’t love you like you want them to love you
Doesn’t mean that they don’t love you from their heart.
I learned that even if a friend in need is a friend indeed he will still hurt you sometimes
And you have to forgive him for that.
I learned that sometimes is not enough to be forgiven by others
Sometimes you need to learn to forgive yourself.
I learned how big your pain might be,
The world will not stop because of your pain.
I learned that the past and the circumstances might influence your personality
But YOU are responsible for what you become.
I learned that if two people fight doesn’t mean they don’t love each other.
I learned that sometimes you have to make the person important
And not his actions.
I learned two people can look at the same thing
And see totally different.
I learned no matter the consequences
The ones who are honest with themselves will succeed,
I learned your life can be changed in a few hours
By a person that you don’t even know.
I learned that even when you think you have no power left
When a friend needs you, you will find in yourself the power to help him
I learned the writing and talking
Can relief a suffering heart.
I learn the people you love the most
Are the quickest taken away.
I learned that is too hard to realize where to cross a line
Between being kind, not hurting people and standing up for your idea.
I learned to love so I can be loved.
To sleep, to run around,
To regret what we did and to mistake again,
To judge others and to forgive ourselves,
We have time to read and to write,
To forget what we read and to correct what we wrote,
We have time to make projects and not to respect them,
We have time to make illusions and to oversee them afterwards.
We have time for ambitions and for sickness,
To blame the destiny and details,
We have time to watch the sky, commercials and an ordinary accident,
We have time to chase away our questions, to postpone our answers,
We have time to break a dream in pieces and to reinvent another,
We have time to make friends, to lose them,
We have time to receive lessons and to forget them later,
We have time to receive gifts and not to treasure them.
We have time for everything.
Just for tenderness there is no time.
When we realize we have to have time for this too - it’s already too late.
I learned a lot in this life – things I want share with you.
I learned you can make somebody love you
All you can do is be a loving person.
The rest…depends on the others.
I learned that as much as I care about something
Others might not care.
I learned that it takes years to gain trust
And that you can loose it in a few seconds.
I learned that it doesn’t matter WHAT you have in life
But WHO you have.
I learned you can use your charm about 15 min.
Then, you better have something in your head or charm is useless.
I learned you shouldn’t try to do what others can do
But do your best at what you can do.
I learned it doesn’t matter what happens to people around me
But what I can do to help them.
I learned however you look at a situation
It will always have two sides.
I learned that you have to separate with your loved ones smiling and saying sweet words
It might be the last time you see them.
I learned you can take it for a long, long time
After you said “I can’t take it anymore”.
I learned “hero” means to do the right thing at the right time
No matter the consequences.
I learned there are people who love you
But don’t know how to show it.
I learned when I am upset I have the RIGHT to be upset
But I don’t have the right to be mean.
I learned that true friendship lasts even from far away
And this applies for love also.
I learned that if somebody doesn’t love you like you want them to love you
Doesn’t mean that they don’t love you from their heart.
I learned that even if a friend in need is a friend indeed he will still hurt you sometimes
And you have to forgive him for that.
I learned that sometimes is not enough to be forgiven by others
Sometimes you need to learn to forgive yourself.
I learned how big your pain might be,
The world will not stop because of your pain.
I learned that the past and the circumstances might influence your personality
But YOU are responsible for what you become.
I learned that if two people fight doesn’t mean they don’t love each other.
I learned that sometimes you have to make the person important
And not his actions.
I learned two people can look at the same thing
And see totally different.
I learned no matter the consequences
The ones who are honest with themselves will succeed,
I learned your life can be changed in a few hours
By a person that you don’t even know.
I learned that even when you think you have no power left
When a friend needs you, you will find in yourself the power to help him
I learned the writing and talking
Can relief a suffering heart.
I learn the people you love the most
Are the quickest taken away.
I learned that is too hard to realize where to cross a line
Between being kind, not hurting people and standing up for your idea.
I learned to love so I can be loved.
marți, 21 aprilie 2009
I wish I could be a butterfly, to fly away to a better place, to a quiet place, to heaven. I sleep and dream I am far away and that I have no problem, no evil can touch me and no human can bring me down. I am surrounded by flowers and sweet smells I am talking to God and dancing with angels. From far away a pigeon is coming, he is having a little paper with him. That’s my ticket to freedom. My ticket to escape. The ticket has no expiry date. It’s useless though, it’s just ONE.
sâmbătă, 18 aprilie 2009
Hristos a inviat!
Today is Easter. I can't stop thinking about God and how he sacrifice himself for us. I can't imagine anybody willing to give up his life for some other human. I can't believe how people in this world forgot to love him and belive in him. I can't believe I am one of those people. God is helping me with every step and it's helping us all. Even if we suffer and feel bad He is still there with us. Don't loose your faith and don't stop believing.
"Hristos a inviat din morti cu moartea pe moate calcand.
Si celor din morminturi viata daruindu-le."
It saids "Jesus Christ has rized from dead killing death with death and those who were in graves giving them life."
This is what everybody was singing in churches last night.
May God bless us all and have pity on our souls. Amen
"Hristos a inviat din morti cu moartea pe moate calcand.
Si celor din morminturi viata daruindu-le."
It saids "Jesus Christ has rized from dead killing death with death and those who were in graves giving them life."
This is what everybody was singing in churches last night.
May God bless us all and have pity on our souls. Amen
joi, 16 aprilie 2009
Justice
If there's any justice in the world,
I would be your man,
You would be my girl,
If I'd found you first you know its true,
He would be alone,
I would be with you,
When you decide, dont let me down,
Coz there's nothing to be certain in my life,
And you've seen a thousand times
There's not much justice in the world
If there's any justice in your heart,
You love pity it changed,
Ease it into heart,
Oh no,
Why dont you remember how it feels,
Not to give a damn,
For anyone but me
I cant believe you'd be decieved,
Changing memories from truth to fantasy,
Where there's nothing left but tears,
And there's not much justice in the world
Just because he's wrapped around your finger,
Don't fool yourself with dreams that might appear,
If in time you'll stop and trust your feelings,
The truth is out there somewhere
It's blowing in the wind
If there's any justice in the world,
I would be your man,
You would be my girl,
Oh yeah,
If i'd found you first you know its true,
He would be alone,
I would be with you,
When you decide, dont let me down,
Coz there's nothing to be certain in my life,
And you've seen a thousand times
There's not much justice in the world
If I should lose you girl you know,
That theres not much justice in the world
If there's any justice in the world,
You're gonna be my baby,
You're gonna be my baby,
You're gonna be my baby!
For me it sounds like a song u wrote for me.
I would be your man,
You would be my girl,
If I'd found you first you know its true,
He would be alone,
I would be with you,
When you decide, dont let me down,
Coz there's nothing to be certain in my life,
And you've seen a thousand times
There's not much justice in the world
If there's any justice in your heart,
You love pity it changed,
Ease it into heart,
Oh no,
Why dont you remember how it feels,
Not to give a damn,
For anyone but me
I cant believe you'd be decieved,
Changing memories from truth to fantasy,
Where there's nothing left but tears,
And there's not much justice in the world
Just because he's wrapped around your finger,
Don't fool yourself with dreams that might appear,
If in time you'll stop and trust your feelings,
The truth is out there somewhere
It's blowing in the wind
If there's any justice in the world,
I would be your man,
You would be my girl,
Oh yeah,
If i'd found you first you know its true,
He would be alone,
I would be with you,
When you decide, dont let me down,
Coz there's nothing to be certain in my life,
And you've seen a thousand times
There's not much justice in the world
If I should lose you girl you know,
That theres not much justice in the world
If there's any justice in the world,
You're gonna be my baby,
You're gonna be my baby,
You're gonna be my baby!
For me it sounds like a song u wrote for me.
luni, 13 aprilie 2009
joi, 2 aprilie 2009
Can we?
I wondered myself many times if we can do this. If a year ago somebody would have asked me the same question I would have probably said NO. It sounds bad but it's the truth. I never thought this could be possible.
Can people live with just a memory? Can they have a reason to wake up every morning knowing the loved one it wont be there? Can somebody pray for a sign to come and when that sign comes hold on to it?
In my mind and from my experience answer is NO. Why? Because we can't live without a warm touch or a tender kiss all our lives. How much we try to input in our hearts that we can do it and that we will handle it sometimes we brake. Sometimes we give up. And sometimes we fall apart.
True love is hard to find but recently I realized keeping it is much harder.
I found you by mistake I can say. Something not planned and in the same time something too good to not try. I couldn't keep my hands off of you and sometimes I think I was too selfish.
My life like I said before was missing something and I found that something in you. Maybe we both found something. What I am trying to say is that I am living my life and getting by like you probably...but...how can we live like this? I always said we are here and now thanks to you. You could stand with this situation. God knows how! My worst fear is that I can never be again with you. And if that happens ..then what? What is going to happen to me and you? Will we be friends and talk from time to time or we will end up hating each other or even forgetting about one another?
I'm not saying I am thinking about this but...it's been so long. I am working almost 24 h. As much as I can. I even got another phone that I answer: "Maya desu. Otsukaresama desu." (Maya can never been changed. That's one of the things that keeps me close to you.)
I am so far from you and I feel you far from me. I can't write you or talk to you. I know in my heart even after years and years if we meet we will just start over from what we left. I am sure of that. We will just laugh and talk like before and you will say "Hey babe nothing changed. We are same." And we will still make fun of people and we will still ride like always and kiss and hug and people stopping at the traffic light will smile to us and envy us.
I know sometimes what is in your heart. Sometimes maybe I don't or don't wanna know. I wish you could have somebody next to you to make you feel good and keep you happy like a substitute. You say nobody can be like me. I doesn't have to be. Just I wish you not to waste your life. Ahh, I know you are reading and thinking "Oh again she starts with this. Can she understand I dont want nobody?". Sorry babe. I just need to tell you how I feel.
Can we live just with some pictures and some memories? Can we be happy watching a movie that reminds us of us? Can we listen 24h our song and imagine we are at the beach or in a disco? Can we eat potatoes with cheese and start crying without a clear reason? Can we walk down the street and search for "blue" written in some places? Can we miss a dirty scooter and feel so happy to see one or a crushed one and tell the driver in our head "Good job man!!!"
Can we look at a fat girl and remember "fat ass" was the first bad word? Can we look at a business card that says "Stack" and feel sorry for not buying the T-shirt but in the same time feeling happy only 2 people in this world know what that paper means? Can we see a mirror and remember a love scene? Can we smile at every Language Center we see? Can we talk to a foreigner and congratulate him from the bottom of the heart when he says he has been to Taiwan for travel or business? Can we drawn our love in a glass of wine and feel the bitter taste of it?
Can we go to Starbucks and imagine someday he/she will come smiling and say "Hey"? Can we love a dog just for bringing back a memory and learn about where that dog was first found and what kind of dog is it? Can we get in a Taxi and when the taxi driver asks "Where to?" can we say "Tainan-Taiwan and don't stop for nothing?"
Can we buy cloths and don't wear them and wait for THAT DAY to wear them? Can we remember every single detail and still be angry we don’t remember enough? Can we? Can we really?
I don't know if you can but as long I can still feel what I am feeling when I am writing this... I will never give up.
YES, I CAN!!!!
Can people live with just a memory? Can they have a reason to wake up every morning knowing the loved one it wont be there? Can somebody pray for a sign to come and when that sign comes hold on to it?
In my mind and from my experience answer is NO. Why? Because we can't live without a warm touch or a tender kiss all our lives. How much we try to input in our hearts that we can do it and that we will handle it sometimes we brake. Sometimes we give up. And sometimes we fall apart.
True love is hard to find but recently I realized keeping it is much harder.
I found you by mistake I can say. Something not planned and in the same time something too good to not try. I couldn't keep my hands off of you and sometimes I think I was too selfish.
My life like I said before was missing something and I found that something in you. Maybe we both found something. What I am trying to say is that I am living my life and getting by like you probably...but...how can we live like this? I always said we are here and now thanks to you. You could stand with this situation. God knows how! My worst fear is that I can never be again with you. And if that happens ..then what? What is going to happen to me and you? Will we be friends and talk from time to time or we will end up hating each other or even forgetting about one another?
I'm not saying I am thinking about this but...it's been so long. I am working almost 24 h. As much as I can. I even got another phone that I answer: "Maya desu. Otsukaresama desu." (Maya can never been changed. That's one of the things that keeps me close to you.)
I am so far from you and I feel you far from me. I can't write you or talk to you. I know in my heart even after years and years if we meet we will just start over from what we left. I am sure of that. We will just laugh and talk like before and you will say "Hey babe nothing changed. We are same." And we will still make fun of people and we will still ride like always and kiss and hug and people stopping at the traffic light will smile to us and envy us.
I know sometimes what is in your heart. Sometimes maybe I don't or don't wanna know. I wish you could have somebody next to you to make you feel good and keep you happy like a substitute. You say nobody can be like me. I doesn't have to be. Just I wish you not to waste your life. Ahh, I know you are reading and thinking "Oh again she starts with this. Can she understand I dont want nobody?". Sorry babe. I just need to tell you how I feel.
Can we live just with some pictures and some memories? Can we be happy watching a movie that reminds us of us? Can we listen 24h our song and imagine we are at the beach or in a disco? Can we eat potatoes with cheese and start crying without a clear reason? Can we walk down the street and search for "blue" written in some places? Can we miss a dirty scooter and feel so happy to see one or a crushed one and tell the driver in our head "Good job man!!!"
Can we look at a fat girl and remember "fat ass" was the first bad word? Can we look at a business card that says "Stack" and feel sorry for not buying the T-shirt but in the same time feeling happy only 2 people in this world know what that paper means? Can we see a mirror and remember a love scene? Can we smile at every Language Center we see? Can we talk to a foreigner and congratulate him from the bottom of the heart when he says he has been to Taiwan for travel or business? Can we drawn our love in a glass of wine and feel the bitter taste of it?
Can we go to Starbucks and imagine someday he/she will come smiling and say "Hey"? Can we love a dog just for bringing back a memory and learn about where that dog was first found and what kind of dog is it? Can we get in a Taxi and when the taxi driver asks "Where to?" can we say "Tainan-Taiwan and don't stop for nothing?"
Can we buy cloths and don't wear them and wait for THAT DAY to wear them? Can we remember every single detail and still be angry we don’t remember enough? Can we? Can we really?
I don't know if you can but as long I can still feel what I am feeling when I am writing this... I will never give up.
YES, I CAN!!!!
miercuri, 25 martie 2009
Him...
He's a red pair of running shoes
A Levis pair of jeans
He looks great in cheap sunglasses
He looks great in anything
He's all in a piece of chocolate
He’s even a great movie
He's sweet just in underwear
Even if he’s moody
He's a love scene on the roof
With the wind blowing
He's a soft place to land
And a good feeling knowing
He's a warm conversation
That I wouldn't miss for nothing
He's a fighter when he's mad
And he's a lover when he's loving
He's a Saturday out on the town
And a coffee guy on Sunday
He's a cross around my neck
And a smile on a Monday
He's a bubble bath and candles
He’s there whatever happens
He's a one glass of wine
That makes u feel fine
He's the giver I wish I could be
My right side and my sunshine
He's a picture in my wallet
Of my unborn children's father
He's the hand that I'm holding
When I'm on my knees and praying
He's the answer to my prayer
And he's the song that I'm playing
He's the voice I love to hear
Someday when I'm ninety
He's that wooden noisy chair
I want bouncing right beside me
And he's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
He's everything to me…
A Levis pair of jeans
He looks great in cheap sunglasses
He looks great in anything
He's all in a piece of chocolate
He’s even a great movie
He's sweet just in underwear
Even if he’s moody
He's a love scene on the roof
With the wind blowing
He's a soft place to land
And a good feeling knowing
He's a warm conversation
That I wouldn't miss for nothing
He's a fighter when he's mad
And he's a lover when he's loving
He's a Saturday out on the town
And a coffee guy on Sunday
He's a cross around my neck
And a smile on a Monday
He's a bubble bath and candles
He’s there whatever happens
He's a one glass of wine
That makes u feel fine
He's the giver I wish I could be
My right side and my sunshine
He's a picture in my wallet
Of my unborn children's father
He's the hand that I'm holding
When I'm on my knees and praying
He's the answer to my prayer
And he's the song that I'm playing
He's the voice I love to hear
Someday when I'm ninety
He's that wooden noisy chair
I want bouncing right beside me
And he's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
He's everything to me…
miercuri, 18 martie 2009
Life is a dream
Life is nothing but a DREAM;there are good and bad chapters.It's easy, go on dreaming when it's good;when it's bad, wake up!That's how Life works...Go on living; be happy and live good!But when you stumble,stand up and forget 'bout that fall!So, keep on DREAMING, keep on LIVING!
marți, 17 martie 2009
Once in a lifetime
It's easy to like someone and find someone to love you...Infact, loving someone can be learned thru time.But no one can replace the love that God has put into our hearts; a love that can only be understood over time... A love that is tested through storm and fire!A love that will not fail but will always prevail...A love that even the mind might forget but is encrypted within our hearts; which she (the heart) will cry out forever... That love, yes that one in a million kind of love that people don't realize is called "destined love"!We can forget and replace other kinds of love; but in time we will realize that "destined love" can never be replaced and happens once in a lifetime...
miercuri, 4 martie 2009
Addictions
Is love a drug? Smoking is. So how come we can’t quit smoking but we can quit love? We quit love, we pushed her away, we ignore her, we run away from her. Why we can’t do same with smoking?
Are we really not addicted to love? When we meet the person we feel it’s the one, we love him/her…but all to and end. People smoke most of their lives, some even die smoking. Why we can’t do same with love? Why we have the power to say NO to love when smoking doesn’t ever stop?
They say you can’t give up smoking because you don’t want to, you are unable or that you don’t have a good reason. Can we add these reasons to love? We are all inside weak and what gives us power is the illusion that love is not main, and that is just …an add, a supply, a bonus. We never give credit to love until you realize she is the one keeping us alive. We are born from love, even if mom and dad don’t or didn’t realize. We are raised by some other humans with and from love. We grow up and we find love by ourselves. Living life and recognizing in your heart that every day deserves living and loving will make in some way to fear no more death. If you loved and you felt loved no point in being afraid to die. This is our porpoise, this is why we came to life-to love.
I can’t realize a whole life smoking but more than that a life without love.
We are addicted to them, me , I am addicted to love and cigarette.
Which one is worse? Which one does more harm? Which provokes you more?
I think both…just that I KNOW LOVE, SHE KNOWS ME, SHE MAKES ME LOVE HER UNCONDITIONAL. SHE IS LOVE AND LOVE IS HER, THE ADDICTION TO LOVING.
Cigarette, a cake in a dream makes you forget stress, disillusions, sadness…even that you loved someday.
But what if we loved more? Wouldn’t this make us quit smoking? If you love and are loved, if you are happy and make somebody happy what is left to erase? To delete? To forget ? NOTHING.
Love makes you quit smoking. This is the cure and I am it’s founder.
Are we really not addicted to love? When we meet the person we feel it’s the one, we love him/her…but all to and end. People smoke most of their lives, some even die smoking. Why we can’t do same with love? Why we have the power to say NO to love when smoking doesn’t ever stop?
They say you can’t give up smoking because you don’t want to, you are unable or that you don’t have a good reason. Can we add these reasons to love? We are all inside weak and what gives us power is the illusion that love is not main, and that is just …an add, a supply, a bonus. We never give credit to love until you realize she is the one keeping us alive. We are born from love, even if mom and dad don’t or didn’t realize. We are raised by some other humans with and from love. We grow up and we find love by ourselves. Living life and recognizing in your heart that every day deserves living and loving will make in some way to fear no more death. If you loved and you felt loved no point in being afraid to die. This is our porpoise, this is why we came to life-to love.
I can’t realize a whole life smoking but more than that a life without love.
We are addicted to them, me , I am addicted to love and cigarette.
Which one is worse? Which one does more harm? Which provokes you more?
I think both…just that I KNOW LOVE, SHE KNOWS ME, SHE MAKES ME LOVE HER UNCONDITIONAL. SHE IS LOVE AND LOVE IS HER, THE ADDICTION TO LOVING.
Cigarette, a cake in a dream makes you forget stress, disillusions, sadness…even that you loved someday.
But what if we loved more? Wouldn’t this make us quit smoking? If you love and are loved, if you are happy and make somebody happy what is left to erase? To delete? To forget ? NOTHING.
Love makes you quit smoking. This is the cure and I am it’s founder.
luni, 2 martie 2009
There was once a boy with a very bad temper. His father gave him one day a little bag with nails and told him every time he gets angry or fights with somebody to put a nail in the door.
First day he put 37 nails. Everyday, though the number of nails was digressing. He found out that it was easier to control himself, then to beat nails in the door.
Finally came the day no nail needed to be put in the door. Happy he went to his father and told him he didn’t loose his temper or fight with somebody and that day he didn’t put any nails. His father told him then to pull out a nail everyday he doesn’t fight at all. Some weeks have passed and the boy pulled out all the nails. Happier than before the boy ran to his dad to tell him.
His father walked with him to the door and told him: ”My son, you did good but look at all this wholes. It will never be the same. When you say something bad to somebody you leave a wound. No matter how sorry you feel inside his/her heart you already beat a nail. Controlling yourself is the most important.”
Forgive me for every bad word I said and for every nail I put in your heart. Things can never be same again but I will try to stop hurting you my love.
First day he put 37 nails. Everyday, though the number of nails was digressing. He found out that it was easier to control himself, then to beat nails in the door.
Finally came the day no nail needed to be put in the door. Happy he went to his father and told him he didn’t loose his temper or fight with somebody and that day he didn’t put any nails. His father told him then to pull out a nail everyday he doesn’t fight at all. Some weeks have passed and the boy pulled out all the nails. Happier than before the boy ran to his dad to tell him.
His father walked with him to the door and told him: ”My son, you did good but look at all this wholes. It will never be the same. When you say something bad to somebody you leave a wound. No matter how sorry you feel inside his/her heart you already beat a nail. Controlling yourself is the most important.”
Forgive me for every bad word I said and for every nail I put in your heart. Things can never be same again but I will try to stop hurting you my love.
Memories
we still make memeories of us with us,,,for us.
don't ever stop...
i'm gonna love u like nobody loves you....
don't ever stop...
i'm gonna love u like nobody loves you....
vineri, 20 februarie 2009
Late at night
I have so many things to tell you...thank God for you and this blog. How else could I tell you? Sometimes I think tehnology is really somethig and that without here maybe we were broken by now. I know you don't think so but could you live 5 months just with some letters and some brief phone calls? I feel sometimes I dont't know what to tell you when we talk but sometimes, like now, I feel there are so much. Some of them I've already told you and some I never did and some I did but maybe forgot about them.
First thing I thought today was how we use to ride the scooter to some places. Do my clothes or go eat or just ride around for nothing. The buildings seemed nice, the people but...there was something else.The happiness that I could hug you and touch you and your sweet smell. Sometimes putting my head on your back and holding you closer seemed the moment to die for. Not once I thought"If I must die..let it be like this." Death is a scary thing or at least for me, but sometimes in life you wish you die caz u know nothing can be better than this. Satisfaction is hard to accomplish, but when you do there's nothing more to it.
You talk about how sweet I look when I sleep...you haven't seen your face when u sleep, look at me, kiss me or make love to me. I love every moment for your look. That look that gives me wings, I coud fly in the sky with one look of yours and I could dive in the sea in another. making love to you was far from real. I won't say my body didn't felt good...but, babe, your eyes...you should see how u look at me...the love and desire from your eyes never match the human flesh. What we have is divine. Human passion is hard to get but thinking again...passion I had and let me tell you, it didn't compare to this.
Hmm, things you don't know? Maybe that for the first time you had to come to my place details were for me more important at that time. The little plate for soap in the bathroom I bought a day before you came, the juice I had I took out and put back in the fridge a million times thinking maybe it's too warm or to cold and you won't like it, not to mention how the way I walk and I sit when you were there were all so well calculated. God, why try so hard??
Things you don't know?? How I touch the keyboard of your PC and imagine you were there when u were off? And how everyday I check my mail box to see if you wrote me? How I cooked 3 egg cake in order to get the perfect one to bring you? How I search all the city for the perfect most expensive ice cream which by the way...is so far...and pretend how I just drop by and give it to you...How the high heels killed me every single day but seeing you even glance at them was enough to keep me 2 more hours? How I write every time on your bathroom mirror "Be mine forever" or "Don't let me go" or "Marry me " and than wipe them off thinking how stupid can I be... How I make with my finger a little heart on your heart when you sleep and always say a little pray that you love me forever...HA HA...all these stupid things I should have never told you...I do all caz I love you caz I wish you be mine and caz nobody could be like you...
Don't think I am crazy just I really love you and wish you and want you for far too long. I miss you babe. Come back to each other...all i wish.
First thing I thought today was how we use to ride the scooter to some places. Do my clothes or go eat or just ride around for nothing. The buildings seemed nice, the people but...there was something else.The happiness that I could hug you and touch you and your sweet smell. Sometimes putting my head on your back and holding you closer seemed the moment to die for. Not once I thought"If I must die..let it be like this." Death is a scary thing or at least for me, but sometimes in life you wish you die caz u know nothing can be better than this. Satisfaction is hard to accomplish, but when you do there's nothing more to it.
You talk about how sweet I look when I sleep...you haven't seen your face when u sleep, look at me, kiss me or make love to me. I love every moment for your look. That look that gives me wings, I coud fly in the sky with one look of yours and I could dive in the sea in another. making love to you was far from real. I won't say my body didn't felt good...but, babe, your eyes...you should see how u look at me...the love and desire from your eyes never match the human flesh. What we have is divine. Human passion is hard to get but thinking again...passion I had and let me tell you, it didn't compare to this.
Hmm, things you don't know? Maybe that for the first time you had to come to my place details were for me more important at that time. The little plate for soap in the bathroom I bought a day before you came, the juice I had I took out and put back in the fridge a million times thinking maybe it's too warm or to cold and you won't like it, not to mention how the way I walk and I sit when you were there were all so well calculated. God, why try so hard??
Things you don't know?? How I touch the keyboard of your PC and imagine you were there when u were off? And how everyday I check my mail box to see if you wrote me? How I cooked 3 egg cake in order to get the perfect one to bring you? How I search all the city for the perfect most expensive ice cream which by the way...is so far...and pretend how I just drop by and give it to you...How the high heels killed me every single day but seeing you even glance at them was enough to keep me 2 more hours? How I write every time on your bathroom mirror "Be mine forever" or "Don't let me go" or "Marry me " and than wipe them off thinking how stupid can I be... How I make with my finger a little heart on your heart when you sleep and always say a little pray that you love me forever...HA HA...all these stupid things I should have never told you...I do all caz I love you caz I wish you be mine and caz nobody could be like you...
Don't think I am crazy just I really love you and wish you and want you for far too long. I miss you babe. Come back to each other...all i wish.
duminică, 15 februarie 2009
All this love is for you
This should have been a Valentine's gift...
It came later on because that day I made a mistake...Sorry for that my love and here is the song I wrote for us...and to us...Happy Valentine's Day my love.
For you I’d give a lifetime of stability
And anything you wanted me
Nothing it’s impossible
For you there are no words or ways to show my love
You know it all and thoughts I’m thinking of
Caz this life is no good alone
Since we become one I’d made a change
Everything I do now makes sense
All I do is for you
For you I’d share a cup of love that overflows
And anyone who knows us knows
I will change all thoughts I have
For you there is no low or high or in between of my heart that you haven’t seen
Caz I share all I have and am
Nothing I say is so hard to understand
All I feel I feel deep
And always will
All this love is for you
Every song that I play
Every word I might say
Every melody I feel
Are only for you
If you should leave
Every page that I write
And every day of my life
Would not be filled with the things that my love for you brings
For you I’d make a promise of fidelity
Now and for eternity
No one could replace this love for you
I’d take your hand and heart and everything
And add them all a wedding ring
Caz this life is no good alone
Since we become one you are all I know
If this feeling should leave I’d die
And this is why…All I am is for you
It came later on because that day I made a mistake...Sorry for that my love and here is the song I wrote for us...and to us...Happy Valentine's Day my love.
For you I’d give a lifetime of stability
And anything you wanted me
Nothing it’s impossible
For you there are no words or ways to show my love
You know it all and thoughts I’m thinking of
Caz this life is no good alone
Since we become one I’d made a change
Everything I do now makes sense
All I do is for you
For you I’d share a cup of love that overflows
And anyone who knows us knows
I will change all thoughts I have
For you there is no low or high or in between of my heart that you haven’t seen
Caz I share all I have and am
Nothing I say is so hard to understand
All I feel I feel deep
And always will
All this love is for you
Every song that I play
Every word I might say
Every melody I feel
Are only for you
If you should leave
Every page that I write
And every day of my life
Would not be filled with the things that my love for you brings
For you I’d make a promise of fidelity
Now and for eternity
No one could replace this love for you
I’d take your hand and heart and everything
And add them all a wedding ring
Caz this life is no good alone
Since we become one you are all I know
If this feeling should leave I’d die
And this is why…All I am is for you
marți, 10 februarie 2009
Imperfection
I met this person one day and he changed how I view the world and how I want to be viewed by others. I have never had someone capture my attention so well for so long.
In this world there is a right to every wrong, a male to every female, a black to every white with gray in between. Time is a thing: our past, present and future all exist now, all at once. We make these choices, we call free will, but yet our lives are already predetermined. All roads lead to where you are going to end up anyway. Whatever if they hurt or help you along the way. The choice is yours and the results make who you are today.
All the things I have been thru and all the choices I have made, I have made circles in my life, but I have experienced more than I have ever thought possible. One thing I didn’t do was completely love a person with all the bad and good that he/she has… I am not perfect.
Looking back on all the experiences that have made me, me. I love being me and I would not trade or give the parts I gain from being with him. I change my mind so much that I’m afraid that eventually I will forget it or worse lose it.
Some say that I come off strong or I have something to prove.... I think now I just was trying so hard for the people I met to never forget me.... if that makes sense. I don't want to show that I am better than anyone else, I am not perfect and I don't expect perfection from anyone. I am comfortable in my own skin. I am normal most of the time, except when I am around people I know and trust, and then you can't get me to shut up!! And I believe that before him I have been building a wall that no one could jump. The few who have climbed over it, I loved those people most of all but only HE could jump my wall.
I care too much and love everything and everybody, but few have seen what I have inside. I always try to be there for people in need.... I sometimes end up fighting, especially with myself. Sometimes in life you need to change and sometimes you need to let go.... but how do you do that now when you have come to love so much and know what is to be loved?
The thoughts in my head run deep and I beat myself up over a lot of stupid things, but I don't show it all the time. I guess I am good at hiding my troubles from people who will never understand what I feel.
All I have come to know is that you only have one life and I want to live it to the fullest and love and be loved as much as possible.
The world if full of balance... a male to every female, a black to every white, a right to every wrong, up to a down, peace to war, dark to light and good to bad, happiness to sad.... Now that I’ve found it…most of all I want to keep my balance....my pair.
That day… I met this person, it changed everything... And yes.... I will never be perfect. I stopped trying to be. He knows this but he loves ME this way.
In this world there is a right to every wrong, a male to every female, a black to every white with gray in between. Time is a thing: our past, present and future all exist now, all at once. We make these choices, we call free will, but yet our lives are already predetermined. All roads lead to where you are going to end up anyway. Whatever if they hurt or help you along the way. The choice is yours and the results make who you are today.
All the things I have been thru and all the choices I have made, I have made circles in my life, but I have experienced more than I have ever thought possible. One thing I didn’t do was completely love a person with all the bad and good that he/she has… I am not perfect.
Looking back on all the experiences that have made me, me. I love being me and I would not trade or give the parts I gain from being with him. I change my mind so much that I’m afraid that eventually I will forget it or worse lose it.
Some say that I come off strong or I have something to prove.... I think now I just was trying so hard for the people I met to never forget me.... if that makes sense. I don't want to show that I am better than anyone else, I am not perfect and I don't expect perfection from anyone. I am comfortable in my own skin. I am normal most of the time, except when I am around people I know and trust, and then you can't get me to shut up!! And I believe that before him I have been building a wall that no one could jump. The few who have climbed over it, I loved those people most of all but only HE could jump my wall.
I care too much and love everything and everybody, but few have seen what I have inside. I always try to be there for people in need.... I sometimes end up fighting, especially with myself. Sometimes in life you need to change and sometimes you need to let go.... but how do you do that now when you have come to love so much and know what is to be loved?
The thoughts in my head run deep and I beat myself up over a lot of stupid things, but I don't show it all the time. I guess I am good at hiding my troubles from people who will never understand what I feel.
All I have come to know is that you only have one life and I want to live it to the fullest and love and be loved as much as possible.
The world if full of balance... a male to every female, a black to every white, a right to every wrong, up to a down, peace to war, dark to light and good to bad, happiness to sad.... Now that I’ve found it…most of all I want to keep my balance....my pair.
That day… I met this person, it changed everything... And yes.... I will never be perfect. I stopped trying to be. He knows this but he loves ME this way.
duminică, 8 februarie 2009
FOR MY BABE
I MISS MY BABE. I WANT TO BE WITH YOU EVERY SECOND OF MY LIFE. HAVING PROBLEMS OR HAVING OF HAPPINESS IN MY LIFE...ALL MAKES NO DIFERENCE. STILL I WANNA BE WITH YOU. EVERY TREE, EVERY PICTURE, EVERY SONG REMINDS ME OF YOU. LOVE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN LIFE AND NOTHING CAN COMPARE TO IT. MY LIFE WAS BAD AND WAS GOOD, CAN BE WORSE AND CAN BE BETTER...WHATEVER WILL HAPPEN MY HEART IS YOURS. BABE...HOW CAN I TURN BACK TIME AND BE WITH YOU. HOW CAN WE BE TOGETHER TILL THE END?
luni, 2 februarie 2009
How long...
It takes a second to notice you
It takes a minute to fall in love with you
It takes a day to give myself to you...
It takes a life time to forget you.
It takes a minute to fall in love with you
It takes a day to give myself to you...
It takes a life time to forget you.
duminică, 1 februarie 2009
I believe
Sometimes I think I am good, sometimes that I bad, sometimes that I am beautiful, sometimes that I am ugly. It’s normal maybe because human mind is changing every second. I got to know some facts long time ago and other facts recently. I lived under the impression I couldn’t get what I want and that what I have is not enough. Being loved is not hard but not easy either. Being with you was sometimes hard and sometimes easy. Distance can make you forget things, can make you mistake some and can make you believe in something that is not there. How you know if it’s the real thing? Maybe you don’t. All you have is faith. This is all that is left. I believe in you and I believe this is love. I won’t lie, sometimes I thought it’s not and maybe I am wrong…just a crush that will finish…I want to believe this is the real thing. Not more not less, not further, not closer. My love is here and now and this much. Never again and never before. Not like this…
miercuri, 21 ianuarie 2009
for my babe
He was there for me whenever I needed him. He helped me with things that no other would help me or could. He loved me unconditionally and he trusted me when nobody did. Why? And what for? What do you babe get in return? For what are you fighting for? Is there a reason? I guess so. The only answer I could have is too much love. If that is why…forever love you back my love.
marți, 20 ianuarie 2009
Wiskey lullaby
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby
vineri, 16 ianuarie 2009
Come Away
Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me
miercuri, 14 ianuarie 2009
I know your pain...
Maybe a big or small deal…the point is I want you to know. I want you to know even if I complained so much I know that for you is harder. Maybe not all but some I know myself. For example:
How you stay awake for me every single night
How you wake up instantly if I mail you
How even if I disappear you are still online waiting
How even if you get angry you still apologize
How even if I have a bad attitude you still talk and try to make me laugh
How every time I said “go” we went
How you ride me even if it rains
How insecure you feel every day
How you wonder if and when I will come back
How hard your life is getting lately
How you worry that money is a problem
How hard it is to listen to me crying over other man
How bad it feels to see me talking to him
How lonely you are when the night is coming
How everything seems gray and nothing to change it
How bad the words of breaking up crushed your heart
How all the dreams can’t find their wings
How every song looks like is made to break you
How all the movies seem to make sense now
How far I am and how farther the place is becoming
How you love me but you wonder if I do
How you worry if I will be faithful and if not, what then
How you think what I do every time I go out
How bad can some pictures or words be
How anger is not a solution, but kindness neither
How you want to scream sometimes and tell me “leave him” but you don’t
How my complains and still not breaking up don’t make any sense
How hearing after I LOVE YOU a cold ME TOO can hurt
How words like BABE and I MISS YOU need to be typed.
All these and much more I know are breaking your heart. I may not say it but I will never do what you do now. I would have probably given up by now. But that is me. You’re different. Like you said fight for love.
Is our love keeping you stronger or is our love this strong thanks to you? You keep us together, you keep me in love…
How you stay awake for me every single night
How you wake up instantly if I mail you
How even if I disappear you are still online waiting
How even if you get angry you still apologize
How even if I have a bad attitude you still talk and try to make me laugh
How every time I said “go” we went
How you ride me even if it rains
How insecure you feel every day
How you wonder if and when I will come back
How hard your life is getting lately
How you worry that money is a problem
How hard it is to listen to me crying over other man
How bad it feels to see me talking to him
How lonely you are when the night is coming
How everything seems gray and nothing to change it
How bad the words of breaking up crushed your heart
How all the dreams can’t find their wings
How every song looks like is made to break you
How all the movies seem to make sense now
How far I am and how farther the place is becoming
How you love me but you wonder if I do
How you worry if I will be faithful and if not, what then
How you think what I do every time I go out
How bad can some pictures or words be
How anger is not a solution, but kindness neither
How you want to scream sometimes and tell me “leave him” but you don’t
How my complains and still not breaking up don’t make any sense
How hearing after I LOVE YOU a cold ME TOO can hurt
How words like BABE and I MISS YOU need to be typed.
All these and much more I know are breaking your heart. I may not say it but I will never do what you do now. I would have probably given up by now. But that is me. You’re different. Like you said fight for love.
Is our love keeping you stronger or is our love this strong thanks to you? You keep us together, you keep me in love…
1/14
my lovely days of 23 are gone now but... in my heart i will always be 23.that's why even my birthday cake had a question mark, caz after 23 all is mistery. i wish he could be here, hold my hand when i made a wish and kiss me after a blow the candle and make love to me on my first day of 24. he.. how far from me... how long it takes... how much can i love you?
miercuri, 7 ianuarie 2009
Don't go my lovely 23
One more week to go...Please don't come. I don't want my birthday. Not now. I wanna be 233333 forever. Always the age I met you.
marți, 6 ianuarie 2009
Standing in the rain
Calling at your name
Life is not the same
Without you
Stars are brightly shinning in the sky
Friends are sitting quiet side by side
Lovers walking hand in hand together
Here we are alone and out of time
Standing in the rain
Calling at your name
Life is not the same
Without you
Is it love that keeps us all alive?
Do we search for soulmates all our life?
Can we ask the sun to shine forever?
Does it have to be all black and white?
Standing in the rain
Calling at your name
Life is not the same
Wïthout you
Even they are romanian and maybe have a stupid accent and simple lyrics, they know my feeling...LIFE IS NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU!!!
Calling at your name
Life is not the same
Without you
Stars are brightly shinning in the sky
Friends are sitting quiet side by side
Lovers walking hand in hand together
Here we are alone and out of time
Standing in the rain
Calling at your name
Life is not the same
Without you
Is it love that keeps us all alive?
Do we search for soulmates all our life?
Can we ask the sun to shine forever?
Does it have to be all black and white?
Standing in the rain
Calling at your name
Life is not the same
Wïthout you
Even they are romanian and maybe have a stupid accent and simple lyrics, they know my feeling...LIFE IS NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU!!!
luni, 5 ianuarie 2009
To God
I know i haven't been a good girl and I know somehow is all coming down on me. God let me give up. Let me stop. Help me put an end to my suffer. Nobody should stand with this...my words for so long. Happiness can make you feel alive so as anger can kill you. Put an end of my suffer, whatever this means. Even if I am wrong and did bad, don't let me down, don't let me go.
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