can you come back to me?
i'm waiting right here for you to come back.
there's a lot of things i want to say.
Sabtu, 19 Desember 2009
Jumat, 11 Desember 2009
It makes me sick.
"Running Fast Makes Me Sick"
I'm not even trying to be cute when I say that.
It really does make me sick.
Senin, 16 November 2009
Selasa, 03 November 2009
Thank You
Thank you for believing in me
when i found it difficult
to believe in myself....
for saying what i've needed
to hear sometimes,
instead of what i've wanted
to hear....
for siding with me....
and for giving me
another side to consider.
thank you for opening
yourself up to me....
for trusting me with your thoughts
and disappointments and dreams....
for knowing you can depend on me
and for asking my help
when you've needed it.
thank you for putting so much
thought and care and imagination
into our friendship....
for sharing so many nice times
and making so many
special memories with me.
thank you for always being honest with me
being kind to me.... being there for me.
thank you for being a friend to me
in so many meaningful ways.
when i found it difficult
to believe in myself....
for saying what i've needed
to hear sometimes,
instead of what i've wanted
to hear....
for siding with me....
and for giving me
another side to consider.
thank you for opening
yourself up to me....
for trusting me with your thoughts
and disappointments and dreams....
for knowing you can depend on me
and for asking my help
when you've needed it.
thank you for putting so much
thought and care and imagination
into our friendship....
for sharing so many nice times
and making so many
special memories with me.
thank you for always being honest with me
being kind to me.... being there for me.
thank you for being a friend to me
in so many meaningful ways.
Selasa, 27 Oktober 2009
Selasa, 06 Oktober 2009
A Drinking Song
Wine comes in at the mouth
and love comes in at the eye;
that's all we know for truth
before we grow ond and die.
i lift the glass to my mouth,
i look at you and sigh.
(1864-1939) W.B
and love comes in at the eye;
that's all we know for truth
before we grow ond and die.
i lift the glass to my mouth,
i look at you and sigh.
(1864-1939) W.B
Selasa, 08 September 2009
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