Tag: Relationships

Goodbye

The sun is still shining, I can’t understand why,

My life has been shattered in the blink of an eye.

Sorrow engulfs me and I try not to cry.

He said it was over and this was goodbye.

If I can make it through today,

I know it will get better.

If I can just get through today,

Maybe it won’t hurt so much tomorrow.

I refuse to breakdown now, I have to be strong,

So I put on a brave smile and I bid him goodbye.

The sun is still shining and this time I understand why,

My life isn’t over just because I told him goodbye.

No Cure for Love

You whisper words of love in my ear,

You know just when to say the right words,

That I want to hear.

I try to tell myself that I don’t care,

But who am I fooling because I want you here.

Impossible to live with you,

But if you go what will I do?

Mr. Heart breaker, smooth talking lover,

Your kisses leave me weak,

When you touch me I crumble at your feet.

You have magic in your touch,

You leave me wanting you so much.

You are like drugs and I am hooked.

 

I’ve got to find me a rehab,

I am intoxicated with love,

I need a cure for this malady.

That is taking control of me.

I need to clear my head,

They say there is no cure for love,

No prescription medication,

What do I do?  There is no cure,

I’m in love.

 

Make me one promise

That you will be gentle with my heart’

Handle it with care boy,

Don’t you dare tear it apart.

I try to resist you,

But when you touch me I crumble,

There is no use pretending,

I am hopelessly in love with you.

Real Love

I may not have a big house
or a lot of money in the bank.
I might not have a fancy car,
but I’ve got lots of love for you boy.
I may not have the biggest boobs…
A lot of them are fake anyway,
but my love for you is real.
I don’t wear a lot of makeup,
and my hair is all mine,
cause I am the kind of girl,
who likes to keep it real.
So when you through chasing,
after artificial beauty,
just remember you have real love waiting,
and it was right here all along.

Dreams and Nightmares

You told me you loved me and I was the only one,
You told me you would cherish every memory that we made,
You told me I was the woman of your dreams,
No other could compare.
So why did your dream of us become my nightmare?
Why can’t I erase the vision of you making love to her?
Why do I keep reliving the nightmare of you,
Whispering I love you in her ears,
Telling her she was the love of your life.
Now I keep wondering if she is the love of your life,
Then who am I?

Thought For Today

In life there is something call ‘free will’ it is the freedom which allows us to make choices.  To or not to do something is a choice that we make voluntarily without it being forced upon us.  You can choose to do something or you can choose not to do it, ultimately the choice is yours to make.  Never do something and then turn around and complain about doing it because it was your choice, you could have chosen not to do it!

This Thing Call Love

There are some things in life,
That you have to do alone,
There are no books to help or guide you,
You have to do it on your own,
And there are no easy answers,
To the questions in your mind,
The confusion of emotions,
Which makes everything hard to define.

You try so hard to understand it,
But nothing makes much sense,
And no matter how smart you are,
You can’t prevent it happening.
I guess it’s how you deal with it,
Wherein the answer lies,
You have to take control of your emotions,
Sometimes you have to smother what you feel in order to get by,
And despite the fact that no doctor can help you,
And no medication can,
Sometimes in life you have to fight this thing called love.

 

Emancipate Yourself

Emancipate yourself,
From the bondage of violence,
Which keeps you enslaved,
Emancipate your mind from hatred,
Which keeps the joy of loving at bay,
Open up your hearts to love,
For where there is love,
There is no hatred,
No hostility, no getting even,
And violence and crime,
Can not survive!

Thought For Today

Some opportunities come along only once in a lifetime. So when opportunity comes knocking at your door reach out and grasp it. Don’t let it pass you by.

 

A Lover’s Remorse

He drank in the sweet scent of her perfume,
And momentarily it chased away his gloom.
He was afraid to look into her eyes,
Afraid that he would not be able to accept the truth.

He had hurt you bad, there was no excuse,
He could tell her the other girl meant nothing,
But she would never understand.
He had betrayed her trust,
He had broken that sacred bond,
And she couldn’t see beyond that.

Yet he hopes she will forgive him,
This male egoistic part of him,
That felt it as okay to cheat with another woman.
Stolen waters may taste sweet at first,
but it leaves a bitter after taste.

Solitude

As oft we moan and groan about our broken hearts,
Of the love we had and lost, of the one who was insincere,
And whose promises and words of love were false.

Yet there are those who have never loved,
Who have never known what it is like to have
a broken heart,
Some whose lips have never been kissed,
Who have never had arms to hold them tight,
Who have never felt the touch of a gentle caress,
Or experience the ecstasy of another body next to theirs,
The womb that never bore a child,
The breast that never suckled,
What is it like to go through life without once being touched?

Some wait and wait to find the perfect someone,
That never ever comes along,
Wasted years, waiting for something that doesn’t exist,
Some wait for that perfect husband,
To give them that perfect child,
A glimpse of him eventually appears,
But alas! It is too late because the childbearing days are gone,
So there still remains that uneven equation,
And the feeling that something is missing.

We live in an imperfect world and there is no such thing,
As a perfect someone,
For those who have never loved,
There is no missing something you have never experienced,
And though it may seem safer,
Is it really happier not to love,
Than to love and have your heart broken?
Not necessarily, because there will be no good times
to remember,
No memories to cherish, no one to reminisce about,
No experience to guide you,
What is it like to have lived and never loved?