Valentine's Day

Valentine’s day is on the corner.
You can tell by the pink hearts, red roses, chocolate boxes and sexy lingerie.
Reason enough to give the subject sincere love some extra attention.
Are you really in love ? Are you feeling butterflies or is it just vermin ?
Take some time to think about it and don’t fool yourself.
Are you really with the person you wanna be with ? Or are you just scared of lonely ?
Cause I’d rather be alone on Valentine’s day than being fooled.
I mean.. don’t act like you’re into it, when you’re really not.
Do whatever you wanna do, but make sure your heart is in it.
On this day people are full of expectations and sincerity is the least they deserve.
So if your love is sincere, use this day to open up and let your heart speak.
If it’s not, stop the actor in you and stop the game you’re playing.

Happy Valentine’s Day

Dream man vs. The one

How much difference is there between a dream man and the one ?
Other than the one, your dream man has a certain image.
You imagine how he looks, talks and acts.
What he does for living and what kind of instrument he plays.
Whereas ‘the one’ doesn’t necessarily looks or acts like you’ve always imagined.
Now you probably think: “how will I recognize him”.
The trick is, don’t use your eyes.
There’s a slight chance you’ll find ‘the one’ if you go looking for the blond single guy with the guitar or the guy with brown hair, green eyes and the Mercedes.
You love with your heart, so your heart will tell you when it’s right.
And then you will understand your dream man was just a pleasure for the eye.
While ‘the one’ is a pleasure for the heart.

Commitment

I began to wonder do guys really have commitment issues, or am I the

one with the issues ?

Is that the reason why eachtime I fall in love it happens to be a unattainable man.

Maybe it’s not an accident, maybe it became a system of my heart,

and is it making me feel comfortable to know that it’ll never work out.

Could it be that past relationships stole my faith.

I wonder am I avoiding great men and great love, just to save myself from big

fights and big break ups ?

Am I afraid of commitment ?



-by me-

A place..

I know a place
It’s not easy to see, you have to really use your eyes.
If you ask me what color it is, I would say gray.
If you ask me what shape it is, I would say it’s a circle.
It smells like garbage and the sounds are unbearable.
I’ve tried painting it happy colors, like pink and orange.
I’ve baked cupcakes a few times, to create a sweet smell.
I even tried to reshape the circle into a heart.
Neither music nor earphones can cover the noise.
Nothing is working,
And I don’t care anymore.


-by me-

Torn

My heart starts beating faster every second,
my vision becomes blurry.
Blurry turns into black, 3,2,1.. my vision is back
And you got me again, testing me, stressing me, tearing me apart.
Your mouth became a knife, and your words they cut so deep,
I slowly die



-written by me-

No rules

I don’t play by the rules

and I don’t care if I’m right or wrong

I’m listening to my feelings

and this feels better then ever

I’m enjoying every single moment

No matter if it’s right or wrong

Getting high has never been so easy

Sweet words broke through the wall

and landed in my heart..


-written by me-

SHe

She was smart and quiet

He was social and smart

She was beautiful, but sometimes unsure

He knew he looked good, but never showed it

She was always wonderin’who she was and where she was going

He was living in the very moment

She was glowing, when surrounded by the right people

He was over excited, but laidback

She only let few people into her heart

He gave everyone a small piece of his

She was creative and loved to write and draw

He was very social but loved alone time after all

She had a hard time letting things go

He knew how to accept the way things go

She was always stormy like the wind

He was always calm like still water



He was high on life

She was high on love

He was in love

She was in love

He enjoyed cooking and dining

She enjoyed dinners and good food

He loved making fire

She loved staying warm

He once opened up and cried

She opened her heart and smiled

He prefered sleeping together

She prefered not sleeping alone

He was amused by the people of the city

She was amused by the rush of the city

He was never too late

She was always on time



He began wondering who he was and where he was going

She understood

He left

-written by me-

Someday

Maybe..someday..

when

the minds are wiser

the hearts are stronger

the ego’s are smaller and

the confidence is bigger


-written by me-

I love Apple

It must have been 1998, I was 10 years old.. young and innocent but I had good taste !
I was playing at a friends house with barbie's when something caught my eye,
it was then and there that I fell in love, in love with an Apple Imac G3.
Unfortunately I didn't had the money to buy one, but I dreamed about the smooth design every night.
And I knew that one day I would be the owner of an Apple Imac G3,
not knowing that nowadays they have Macs, iPods, iPhones and iPads.

I can now say that I'm the proud owner of an iPod nano, a white one.. 4 years old.
I begin to think that's too old for an iPod, but I can't say go!
You see, my love for Apple is big and it's still growing every day.

However I still can't decide whether to buy an iPhone or not..
And when I'm starting school in September I really need a Macbook (pro).
Or what about the "iPad", I get serious heart palpitations of that thing.
I don't really need one, but hey look how thin, feel how light, see the smooth design,
check the touchscreen and the features.
Decisions, Decisions....




Until then I will cherish every moment with my iPod nano
Love, Iris