HRS

To bed, woman!

Enough of all your princely dreaming!

Was all very lovely indeed.

The Bride.

One to cast hopes on.

All the Love, Luck, Laughter to you both.

Long Live!

la, la, la, la, la, la

turns out I still have a girls heart

thought I felt it die last year

lo, here it is still beating

still beating

still raw

raw and wise

a deadly combination

for I know the outcome

yet incapable of preventing it

for my heart is still a girls heart

still mine

and I will break it

oh yes, I will be the one

since I'm the one who loves

loves with all

with every fiber of

my girls heart

Aniken

Today I deleted your number from my phone.

Took me just over a year to do it but I finally did it. I know you deleted mine that day (cause you'd previously thrown away the things I made you and de-friended me on the FB hence my assumption).

And I felt really good about it; why did't I do it sooner?

SO

so I've been thinking about my first love for over the past month now

why, not entirely sure, but I have

My Lamb.

my lost little lamb, do you have a shepherd to keep you safe as she could?

I wonder so many things about you, mainly I want to know you're well. It has been 5 years.

My Lamb.

*sigh*

Miss our friendship.

solo

When you tell someone your heart

beware the consequences.

For if he is not the first to share, then--

Then my dear, you are to to love alone.

Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman, but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man. – Unknown

To the Lassie

Same can be said for you

go where you are wanted

Never asked for your advice

We'll stick to our course, you to yours

thank ye very mush

this ain't your HIM

xoxo

The Captain

To the Captain and the crew of the ship

go on and waste your life looking for Her

never will you find Her

for you gave that up, wasted the chance--only yourself to blame

yet still you continue with the fruitless search

ALL THE WASTED TIME

all the opportunities passed, thrown away

because, because--

"because it's not Her"

It's you who's dead

long as you continue down this path

ignoring the possibilities

the possibility that

the real one you're looking for has actually been here all along.

not some past memory but a living creature right before your very eyes.

So close you could touch--kiss her

BUT. but

"But she isn't SHE"

Your loss.

Again.

hey

Last night I took your things down

for who needs remembrances

of something that was

never there

me

AD

DICT

ED

you

AT THE END OF THE DAY IT ALWAYS COMES BACK TO

hmmmmmmm 2 (for I'm sure there must be a hmmmmm already for I am a broken record and only talk about one thing, THE LOVE I AM WAITING FOR)

there is a man who visits me in my dreams

a composite

the best traits/parts of living males whom I know/ know about (ie literary & movie characters,etc)

whenever I actually do dream he is usually there

this wonderfully human-- in my eyes--perfect man

flaws and all

and I love him

Faith.

one day he will be real.

till then I will continue to write these pathetic posts

for my love

my love who is not here

yet somehow is still present

for I see you in pieces in those around me

my music man

my artist

mi carino

my imaginary friend

till we meet