Your shoulder for leaning
Your chest for warmth
Your arms for safety
Your hands for help
Your ears for listening
Your eyes for faith
Your mouth for words
Your words for courage
Your lips for kisses
..
-written by me-
maandag 31 mei 2010
I wonder
I regret that the both of us just sat there.
I regret that nothing happened.
Never was there a goodbye kiss,
it all ended with a hug.
Little did I know that I would never see you again.
I wonder where you are..
I’ll always wonder, but I’ll never know.
-written by me-
I regret that nothing happened.
Never was there a goodbye kiss,
it all ended with a hug.
Little did I know that I would never see you again.
I wonder where you are..
I’ll always wonder, but I’ll never know.
-written by me-
zondag 30 mei 2010
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-
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-
zaterdag 29 mei 2010
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-
when
the minds are wiser
the hearts are stronger
the ego’s are smaller and
the confidence is bigger
-written by me-
donderdag 27 mei 2010
R210906
It seems that I can’t really get through you
how do you feel about the things we do ?
Are you in the mood,
or did I missunderstood.
I thought the candles would say enough,
but now you acting kinda tough.
I wanne know if it’s worth my time,
cause if not, i’m gone by the end of this line.
-written by me-
21-09-06
how do you feel about the things we do ?
Are you in the mood,
or did I missunderstood.
I thought the candles would say enough,
but now you acting kinda tough.
I wanne know if it’s worth my time,
cause if not, i’m gone by the end of this line.
-written by me-
21-09-06
woensdag 26 mei 2010
Explore
In order to feel good in life,
you have to know what makes you feel good.
The world is yours, go explore yourself.
Find out which music you love to hear,
which country feels like your home
and what it is that you like in a person.
Find out what feeds your mind.
-written by me-
you have to know what makes you feel good.
The world is yours, go explore yourself.
Find out which music you love to hear,
which country feels like your home
and what it is that you like in a person.
Find out what feeds your mind.
-written by me-
dinsdag 25 mei 2010
Citygal
A girl without her city is like mother nature without water, without sun.
There is nothing that feeds her.
People might think I’m overreacting, but this is the truth.
While others may describe the sounds of the city as noise,
for me it’s like music to my ears.
I would choose crowded over quiet,
And traffic over empty streets.
I’d rather hear honking taxi’s than silence of the nothingness.
I don’t mind take aways on every corner of the street.
I prefer light over dark.
I love a little life in the middle of the night,
In fact I can’t sleep without hearing the subway every other minute.
You can take me out of the city, but you can’t take the city out of me.
-written by me-
There is nothing that feeds her.
People might think I’m overreacting, but this is the truth.
While others may describe the sounds of the city as noise,
for me it’s like music to my ears.
I would choose crowded over quiet,
And traffic over empty streets.
I’d rather hear honking taxi’s than silence of the nothingness.
I don’t mind take aways on every corner of the street.
I prefer light over dark.
I love a little life in the middle of the night,
In fact I can’t sleep without hearing the subway every other minute.
You can take me out of the city, but you can’t take the city out of me.
-written by me-
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