There's more to it than mets the eye

When I last spoke to Alex
I said only him and me will know the story
and that's how it will be

I said I wanted it to end. *runs* and he said Ok. I'll agree. Bye.

^_^



someone like Maria - Complete Piece
I haven't submitted anything in a long time. I'm actually writing the description just before writing the work, but I think it'll have something to do with the limbo I feel and the longing for that peace I know I can experience in life.
An eternity has passed,
No time has gone by
But six months have transpired,
...Not even half a year in God's eyes.
Where have I been?
From where have I gone?
In time, I could remember those,
But where, do I belong?
I sit tonight in a darkness soft,
As promise waits tomorrow.
I see it, an invisible covenant.
-What form does my future hold?
It is not for wealth that I cry,
Not fame or glory or any of the sky.
But to be loved by someone like my Maria,
Yes, I would proudly give life another try.


Alex wrote me poetry
a lot of it the 1st year
I don't understand

I will post all it finished the drawing and then be done with it...Time move on...and then move on to a new blog. One that has no mention of my ex again.

__________________

I did these pieces to him Sept. 29 , 2008 by email


A bitter Sea is what my name means...
but what part of me is bitter..
a name of light...but closer you are to the light...
great your shadow become..
I'm still a lil girl inside yet I give advice to many.

I gone to far from my homeland.
I can never go back in a way. This boy who is more emotional than me
made so I could cry tears. No just a few but a lot.
I am Mary Helen..or Maria Elena.
...

A time pasted.not in any sense..
Has it stoped..I dance alone.
A mirror sharred. or in pieces.
I know where I belong.
Where ever the road God takes me.
I am safe there, I am home.
No love is greater, no love is stronger
To future it matters not...
only the here and now
I have know the future
it's best to let be.
No matter where I roam..I take the memerioes
and they will guide but never
look back or be ruled...
I cry for a heart that has not know.
Dance alone. but someone will smile on me.
Who be matters not.. just that I made them smile
And that is the part of me that is of joy.
Doesn't matter how badly I dance or good...it made
a person smile. Even when I fell...like strings cut.
I got back up again and danced.
I will stand in the sun light
step a side
and ask you to dance your own way...
and I will smile upon you
Heart will be healed.
Yes, life is surely a thing one must try.
*hugs*