I love you so much. It is really difficult to be together forever in life. Although we hope to be the best in life, some things doesn't happen as we hope. At that time, we feel more hurt. Reading this poem reminds me of my ex. We loved each other or so I thought. Everything happened so fast and he forgot all the promises he had made to me. We are now separated for 4 years, but I hope to find true love someday and find someone to share all the love I have kept well-hidden.
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I can feel the pain in your heart, but I want to let you know you're not in this jungle alone. Hopefully one day you'll find a better lover. Such is what I pray for myself also. I still love you and always will. I left and never saw you again. I still think about those special times we spent together. You gave me a ring and I still have it. Now I listen to your songs and live by your rhymes. It is commonly said that us women are complex in nature while men remain easy to understand and simple. Whatever be the reason backing the comment, in relationships both men and women follow slightly diverted paths.
What men look for in relationships is not actually what motivates us women to fall in a relationship. The difference in mentalities, desires, passion, expression levels, etc. Women get time to be settled in a relationship, but if settled down, they remain so dedicated and sacrificing for it; while men jump into relationships so easily and get out of it with some easiness. However, experts say that if provided with requirements and if matched with his desires, even men ardently remain in relationships!
This poem speaks for me. I met my boyfriend five years ago and we are together for eight months now. He is everything I need. I can't imagine how my life would be without him. He is so good to me and I love him endlessly.
He writes poems about me, but I'm not the type that writes. I'll read this to him. Thank you! Sitting in this magical place under the winter lands as the snow falls into the wet ground, crying and hurting as my life turns to darkness.
Not caring what's ahead, the drugs have been banished, friends come and go, but family remains safe. As time passes by, darkness seems to start fading away to the point I can see clearly. The snow fades away to a bright sun shining day.
My fears have passed and I can finally move along as I fly past many oceans and rivers. Like Tinker Bell, I can take you to a place you will always be safe and all the animals and insects will play with you and keep you safe from all harm. Words can't describe how I feel about you. Yes, my dearest little boy, you will always be my first born, my little angel.
This made me cry. I'm so sorry. I can't imagine how it feels to lose a child. My cousin died 3 years ago in an accident. He tripped and fell down the stairs and broke his neck. But he was an organ donor and saved 5 lives. My Aunt and Uncle have deep pain and sorrow at his loss. He was This is a beautiful poem for your baby boy, and my heart goes out to you because I understand your pain, my dear. I lost my first born and my second born I won't tell you that you'll get over this pain that feels endless, but it does lessen with time. God bless. I have my first boyfriend right now and this really reminds me of him and those words hit me and I miss him without being near him.
Me and my boyfriend are now 6 weeks together and that is a blessing by itself!! I miss him My girlfriend sent me this poem a few months ago. She died last week from an accidental overdose and now I cherish these words so much. I miss her so much and I find comfort in these words. My girl died a couple of days ago from a car crash. Semi slipped and crushed the car. I feel your pain.
May God forever look over their souls. Sorry for your loss. My sister Lori passed three years ago on my son's birthday from an overdose. And this remind me of her Hello, I just got married yesterday and I read this poem to my husband during our ceremony. He is very artistic and always knows the right thing to say and I always have the hardest time with words. I wanted to say something that truly expressed my feelings about him and us and this poem was perfect. The funny thing is that he choked up and I was able to be the one to speak.
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Thank you for sharing your poem, its absolutely beautiful and made our wedding that much more perfect! I am 60 years old. I have met men in different times of my life. I have loved. But not loved like I do now, I have never felt this good. I feel like a real woman. I feel good from the inside to the outside. I met this awesome man. He treats me like his princess. He makes me laugh ,like I never laughed before. I like that kid side of him.
He sings to me almost every night playing his guitar. I look at his eyes and I can see through them. I love his smile. Well I love everything about him. He is my everything. He makes my world rock. I love you babe. This website reminded me about the guy I have a crush on I just can't stop thinking about him. He's cute. We love the same subject, we have a lot in common, but we are just friend. But I don't want to be "just" friend.
I'm only 11 years old, but in 6 grade things get tense. There was this girl that I had a crush on. But like you said, we were just friends. We had a lot in common, so I asked her out at recess.
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She told me she's been waiting to hear that for ages. Moral of the story, maybe he likes you but is too shy to ask You should ask him, just go for it. Don't be shy believe in your self that you can. You never know if he likes you back unless you try. I have never loved anyone as much as my boyfriend that I have now This poem reminded me of how true love never dies. Met my hubby back in college year broke up the following year but never stopped loving him and in hunted him down just to find that he also never stopped loving me and we together and more in love.
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She could only give a little shrug. The family had little money but plenty of food. At the circus only the elephants were greater than anything I could have imagined. The egg of Columbus, landscape and grammar. She wanted one where the playground was dirt, with grass, shaded by a tree, from which would hang a rubber tire as a swing, and when she found it she sent me.
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These creatures are compound and nothing they do should surprise us. I don't mind, or I won't mind, where the verb "to care" might multiply. The pilot of the little airplane had forgotten to notify the airport of his approach, so that when the lights of the plane in the night were first spotted, the air raid sirens went off, and the entire city on that coast went dark.
He was taking a drink of water and the light was growing dim. My mother stood at the window watching the only lights that were visible, circling over the darkened city in search of the hidden airport. Unhappily, time seems more normative than place. Whether breathing or holding the breath, it was the same thing, driving through the tunnel from one sun to the next under a hot brown hill. She sunned the baby for sixty seconds, leaving him naked except for a blue cotton sunbonnet.
At night, to close off the windows from view of the street, my grandmother pulled down the window shades, never loosening the curtains, a gauze starched too stiff to hang properly down. I sat on the windowsill singing sunny lunny teena, ding-dang-dong. Out there is an aging magician who needs a tray of ice in order to turn his bristling breath into steam. He broke the radio silence. Why would anyone find astrology interesting when it is possible to learn about astronomy.
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What one passes in the Plymouth. It is the wind slamming the doors. All that is nearly incommunicable to my friends.