For Love...

I love you.

This time, I truly mean those 3 little words.
What I felt before surely must have been it.


xx.

How I wish for you...

I've been staring into his eyes for too long,
As losing the sense of reality has been gone,

His eyes glow bright in the eastern morning light,
A smile shines upon my face,
Holding on to the moment,
Hoping it will last,

How could I ever not lose myself with him in this place?

Simply being with him,
Time is non-existence,
Everything means nothing - And he is everything,

How I miss just waking up beside someone,
Intimate thoughts never came so clean before,
I miss the little things that I once so very adored,

Now, I hope he is that something more,
So I can muse over and ever adore.

...

It was beautiful day with Daniel...
My expectations are being kept to a minimal and I am happy!

xx.

Unsent Letter...

Dear Bob,

I wish I could find an old-school romantic man. *sighs*
Such as you described in your last comment to me.
They're so very few these days.
I had a friend who was like that, I fell very quickly for him, unfortunately. Which lead to me getting hurt. He said, I wasn't exactly the kind of girl he was looking for...

I was secretly telling myself, "He's missing out...".

It turned out for the best anyway. Because, I ended up moving away. He wasn't always the nicest guy either, he was just being cautious. That's what I meant.

That is not ridiculous or silly. It's just how you feel... And I'm very touched by it.

Yet, I had forgotten the meaning, well of part the meaning of Valentines day. Apart from the money expensive.

It's too show your appreciation to another human being...That's all I ever wanted. People forget that meaning and show such hatred towards it.

As you said,

"--and to be appreciated is one of the highest forms of 'love' that can be obtained from another."

I had forgotten about it.

I knew along that you were fond of me...how deep though.

Thank you. <3

xx.

No one is coming back for me...I have to go on

Like every person that gives a slight damn about Valentines day.
I wish someone would show that they 'care' about me in the emotional sense of love. Maybe, even lust. Lust is almost love, but, it's filled with such a strong sexual desire.

But, it is so very rare, that someone should ever feel that way about me. Nor to the fact; I have never been in love with someone else.

It's such an obsessive idea. Damn obsessive.

I wish I didn't give a damn anymore. Yet, I wish that someone would 'save me'. It's not going to happen. I'm saving myself anyway from myself.

It's such a big deal when I'm dating someone. Not now though. I was only ever spoil one time on this day, that was when I actually had a boy friend. Years later, they always break up with me, around Nov/Dec. How ironic...

xx.