I don't care, i'll blog it.

not sure what to do now... (lol)


It wasn't his gait, carriage or speech
It wasn't that he was suave and debonair
It was something more


It was not that he had deep passions
deep compassion too, what a mix (rare se)
It was something more


It was not his willingness to help
or being self sacrificial and real
It was something more


It was sincerity in his eyes, the light
of faith, hope and love; the real smile, simple trust
the glimmer of mischievousness, honest concern

Those were the things i loved about him
I thought and thought and thought
What was it i loved about him
What made him stand out from the other guys?


True love
(He's said i am not his true love, i wonder what i was. "One of them girls" It hurts but i think i can live with that. i guess this is the world i live in and i know it can't break me, i won't let it)


True love lasts,
it prevails,
it holds on,
it doesn't die,
its not a quitter

Its the greatest force in the universe
with the power to cause changes


This is what i feel right now (I don't know about tommorrow)


I wanted to say something smart o strong (be wise in the way of the world) or something witty or fly but i'll say something me,
i don't want to be anyone else

but me.

God still loves me no matter what so i'll stand come what may.

can't understand this... (weird but i am drawn, i can't explain)
(I can't explain but the something more is suddenly so scary  and unknown, not fully understood and yet i am unafraid, why? Lord be my shield)