Saturday, January 26, 2013

Broken River

I'm here at a river,
Walking through from stone to stone.
I'm wondering how far I have left to go.
Seeing the past and present collide,
Wondering when I'll find the other side.
This is a sadness I've never known.

This is true hurt, and true pain.
Why did I choose a path of mistake?
Regret and fear breaks through my hands.
The tears shattering under a hammer's head.
I'm a river not knowing where to go.
This is a sadness I've never known.

Each step I would take,
I never knew what it would change.
I never thought the one thing I love now
Would be affected by my past bad decisions.
I'm here at a river,
Walking from stone to stone.
This is a kind of sadness I wish I'd never known.

January 26, 2013

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Love Is a Mystery

Love is like unwrapping a mystery flavor,
It either works for your tastes buds, or it doesn't.
It has a sense of humor.
It prickles at your tongue.
It doesn't leave you alone.
You begin to wonder and question its flavor.
Is it what you were hoping?
Does it make you want more?
Did it make you smile or scowl?
Was it sweet or foul?

It either understands your taste or it doesn't.
Because love is like unwrapping a mystery flavor.
You don't know which one you're gonna get.
But when you do, you'll either
Love it, hate it, or be undecided.
But, out there somewhere is your perfect mystery flavor.

Mine turned out to be spicy,
Though I prefer sweet.
But sometimes sweet and spice
Turns into everything nice.

January 6, 2013

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Crossed

Infinitely strong.
His heart is what I long.
His love is what I need.
I'm prepared to be of greed.

As long as we're in love,
Truly in love, I mean,
As long as we are what we need,
True love is all we should perceive.

Immeasurable love defines us.
Endlessly loving just as we promised.
Always and forever united.
Amazed and in awe at how
Perfectly our worlds collided.

We will be infinitely strong.
Constantly perfecting ourselves like a song.
Seeing all of our rights and our wrongs,
Not caring one bit about our flaws.
Because being perpetually in love 
Is the only place our hearts crossed.

January 5, 2013


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