If only you could be mine..., You would. I wouldn't have to beg.
Tag: Truth
Why Difficult for Some of Us?
Why, oh whyIs itSo damn difficultFor just 'some of us'To find love?Almost everyone we know,Almost everyone who isn'tEven half a good person as us,Almost before they know itHave found love?Is there somethingIntrinsically wrong with us?Are we asking too muchIf we won't settle with lessThan the love and respect we give?Are we fools to believeIn genuinenessIn [...]
Adjustment
When you said You didn't like What I did, I dropped it. When you said You didn't like What I said, I shut it. When you said You didn't like What I thought, I stopped it. And then one day, I realized, I didn't like Who I was becoming. So I picked what I dropped. [...]
Am I Fat?
"Am I fat?" she asked. "No baby, you are just fluffy," he replied. "Come on, am I fat?" she asked again showing him her side profile. "Sweetie, you are my lovable big hugger," he replied. "But am I fat?" she asked a third time. "Honey, you make my world go round," he replied. She smiled, [...]
Perfect
If I were perfect, I would know Exactly what to say. But I bumble for words. If I were perfect, I would do Everything just right. But I make many mistakes. If I were perfect, I would treat Everyone just as they deserve. But I muddle up all systems. If I perfect, I would succeed [...]
Today’s Tiny Tale: Real Stories
Everyone wants something like Lily-Marshall or Monica-Chandler. But real stories are made of something else. No wonder, the climax belongs to Robin-Ted or Rachel-Ross.
Today’s Tiny Tale: Ordinary Love
Pop culture taught her of extraordinary love. But life gave her something ordinary. Instead of a knight, she found love behind thick rimmed glasses.
Today’s Tiny Tale: Hurt
The girl thought hurt was a sword. It would pierce through her enemies. The woman realized it was a two-way sword.
Today’s Tiny Tale: Angel and Devil
The devil fell for the angel. The angel broke the devil's trust. Now tell, who's the angel and who's the devil?
Home is Where the Heart is
Home. Something yet everything. One place yet many meanings. Sometimes, near. Other times, so far. Yet, it can be felt. A place of protection. A realm of freedom. Somewhere we can be ourselves. A home, not a house. Feelings, not bricks. A reassurance that we will be fine. Years spent don't make it. Warmth received [...]
