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I'm just a young-at-heart, 30ish chick who lives for my family, friends, and the weekends!!! Writing is my passion....and music speaks to my soul.....


Endless Love

It's like a quintessential dream when we're together; laughing and touching.

I love the way you protect me from the world and keep me safe from life.

You're my warmth and comfort throughout the long days and your arms compel me to yearn for longer nights.

When I wake at night and feel the softness of your lips against mine unexpectedly--it makes my heart flutter.

I often wonder if this thing is what it seems, or if our minds are protecting us from ourselves.

You make me crazy! (¡Usted me hace loca!)
...and I can't understand what it is.

Sometimes I just want to run and scream and hide and cry.
My mind is going a million miles a second.

But what I think about you...
Something different.

You can't be the one for me, because you're not perfect.
You're unexpected.
Unreal and unrealistic.

At the same time, what if you are exactly what I need and I am what you were put on this earth to find?

Maybe we compliment each other in ways that neither of us will ever understand.

Or maybe our understanding is already so intense that our souls are already linked and destined to be together!

Because when I think of you, I automatically smile and feel warm.

And just when I thought it was finally over--you come back and love me, again.



Like a sharp knife.
It cuts.
Through the air and the atmosphere.
It scrapes and burns and she thinks she feels the heat of fire and ice all at once.
It runs deep inside of her.
She hopes and falls to her knees prays that it doesn't affect her but it does.
As much as she tries to ignore the pain, it gets more intense.
The sound outside of that door is closer, louder and becoming more obnoxious and she can't take it!!

The more she tries to block it out, the more it seems to pursue her.
It grows and grows--the sound is deafening and the pain is unbearable.

And then she looks down.

Blood is dripping.

And she smiles.



In The Beginning....

Unappreciated and underrated.
You say what you think I wanna hear...
at the right time, but to the wrong effect.
I can't understand why.
Is it really supposed to be acceptable?
When will I be worth more than a few empty words to make me blush?
I wanted to talk to you and get to know you.
Instead I got a wall....
Show me more of you and maybe we can begin something better than what we have.
I believe your past is what is dictating your present and possibly yours, mine, and our future.
I keep telling you to let me in, but you keep this guard up.
How long can we continue this...?




Seems like that was so long ago.
I made that promise to keep that secret.
Save it and never break it.
You can only share that secret once.
It will never be told again.
But I can't seem to keep that secret.
I keep telling the wrong people.
And it gets me in trouble.
And it gets me in trouble.
It gets me in trouble.
The secret got out. And it caused more trouble.
And it caused more trouble.
And it caused more trouble.
But I apologized. And I cried!
I wonder if I didn't apologize--
How much trouble would I really be in?


March 21, 2006 or An Open Letter to J.L.

My heart let you go today.
Though my mind can't seem to loosen it's grip quite yet.
You still have a place inside this big heart of mine, but, it let you go.
You no longer have ownership of it, whether you were aware you ever even had it or not.
Oh yes.
You didn't realize you had something so special that no one else in this world EVER possessed? And maybe to you, it isn't all that valuable, but in my eyes, there is nothing held in higher regard or more sacred.
No, in this world there is nothing more sacred that I own....and DAMN, I didn't realize I gave it to you and you didn't even want it!!
So what does that mean?? What do I do now? Keep it under lock and key and only hope the next one values it the way I do???


March 20, 2006 or Hate to Love

The past year has been nothing but your face.
Your laugh.
Your smile.
Your touch.
Your eyes twinkling and you teasing......
Some of the littlest things you did made the biggest impact on me--and I bet you didn't even know it.
Because of you, I loved hard, but hurt even harder.
I thought I would never move past this.
The feelings that I had are slowly but surely changing and evolving.
In love to love to hate to love again.
Maybe I can love again.

I can love again.