tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17341534380133721362012-02-16T02:36:03.407-08:00Unique Selahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08456332971530631484noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734153438013372136.post-28916222383638859972009-04-19T16:25:00.001-07:002009-04-19T16:36:15.038-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vC7PznaUU3E/Seu1Z-sCcQI/AAAAAAAAABI/Xc4q6TXOzM0/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 76px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vC7PznaUU3E/Seu1Z-sCcQI/AAAAAAAAABI/Xc4q6TXOzM0/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326550442224808194" border="0" /></a><br />I told you I liked you and you didn't respond.<br />My thoughts and feelings for you are getting way too old.<br />I told you I liked you and you didn't say anything<br />I constantly think about you, wanting to be with you, wanting to be near you.<br />I told you I liked you and you didn't respond<br />What is it about you? Is it the way you move, no I know the way you talk, the formation of your wording when speaking, your charasmatic way, damn your masculinity.<br />I told you I liked you and you never said anything back to me.....<br />I told you dammit I liked you maybe even loved you and you didn't even respond<br />BUT you question me as to when we are "getting together", I deem that funny being as though I told you several times that I liked you and you didn't even respond.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1734153438013372136-2891622238363885997?l=peacefultranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Unique Selahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08456332971530631484noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734153438013372136.post-47926567345789393922009-04-17T19:30:00.000-07:002009-04-17T19:41:39.508-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vC7PznaUU3E/Sek92rHcfiI/AAAAAAAAABA/WAwEzZcZ3yQ/s1600-h/images-10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 88px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vC7PznaUU3E/Sek92rHcfiI/AAAAAAAAABA/WAwEzZcZ3yQ/s320/images-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325856043838504482" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Can I spend the night and just be with you<br />Can I spend the night so that we can talk, laugh, and just look at each other like nothing else matters<br />Can I spend the night and watch the transition from day to night and night into day<br />Can I spend the night and be in your arms just because that's my place and that's where I need to be at all times<br />Can I spend the night so my heart, mind and body can finally be together<br />Can I spend the night so this void that I have can be filled only if its for a little while<br />Can I spend the night so this war between my self and my soul can be over<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Can I spend the night?<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1734153438013372136-4792656734578939392?l=peacefultranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Unique Selahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08456332971530631484noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734153438013372136.post-77308794908545661852009-04-17T19:18:00.000-07:002009-04-17T19:29:36.760-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vC7PznaUU3E/Sek69YUPrwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Y245OeiGOQc/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vC7PznaUU3E/Sek69YUPrwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Y245OeiGOQc/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325852860516118274" border="0" /></a><br />Today I cried, I tried to cleanse my soul of the emotions that I had hidden away. I let my tears flow like the biggest waterfall trying to escape the pain that I have because I can't be with you. I haven't cried in a long time just because I know that crying is nothing more than a temporary band aid of the feelings that I harbor for you. However, today I cried couldn't hold it - I had to - I had to cry to let the world around me know that I am at this moment in pain. My feelings for you is the foundation of my discomfort. I hurt inside - knowing that we are still not where we need to be. There is a continued emptiness inside me that only you seen to fill. Again my soul, my self and inner being are constantly at war because my heart belongs to you, but I am not there with it. My body, mind, and heart are scattered and this hurts, so today I cried.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1734153438013372136-7730879490854566185?l=peacefultranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Unique Selahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08456332971530631484noreply@blogger.com0