“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this, where ‘I’ does not exist, nor ‘you’. So close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.”
You’re going to have your heart broken, probably, more than once. Whether you were in love or lust - it doesn’t really matter and don’t waste your time trying to figure it out. The pain may last a bit longer if it was love, but the pain will die down either way. For you see, that person had to hurt you in order for the right one to heal the wound someday.
Enjoy your present single life. Rejoice in the fact that you are living for yourself and only yourself. Realize it was good while it lasted, but it’s over now…and then move on. Yes, I know, easier said then done but done is what it is. Don’t secretly hope for a reunion with this guy someday, for hope like that puts a force field around you that cannot be penetrated by the man of your dreams.
Find peace in this: The man of your dreams is coming your way.
It may be months or years before he finally reaches you, or he may even be waiting outside right now. Just be patient and don’t look too hard for him. Enjoy yourself and know that he will arrive when you least expect him.
How does it feel when after 10 long years of being friends, you’ll just realize that you’re falling in love with your best friend? Painful, isn’t it? But it’s much painful when you’ll realize that the feeling is mutual but it’s too late for both of you… that’s what happened to Jenny and Albert…
Jenny never expected that what she felt toward her best buddy Albert could ever be more than just brotherly love. They were together everyday, they have lunch together after their algebra class, have snacks together. They share secrets, but there was one thing that Albert didn’t know about Jenny… that Jen was falling in love with him. Jen kept it because she was afraid to take the risk of ruining their friendship. When she’s alone, she would just write a letter for Albert telling him how much she loves him then she would keep it inside her drawer.
Albert always asks for Jenny’s advice or what Jenny thinks about the girl he’s courting. Then Jenny would just reply with an aching heart. “She’s pretty, you look good together.” She uttered those words with a smile, but a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes… she felt that her heart was cut by a sharp knife. Then Albert would then smile back at her and hold her arms.
One day, Albert came rushing to Jen’s house with a big smile. He told Jenny that he already has a girlfriend. Jen felt that all her dreams were shattered, her heart was broken into pieces… she wanted to cry out loud… to tell Albert that she’s loved him even when they were still young… but it’s no use… Albert loves somebody else… she came back to reality… she gave Albert a sweet smile and hugged him… wished him luck. Albert hugged her too, then invited her to celebrate with his new girl… but Jenny refused… she cannot afford to see her beloved Albert with another woman… it would hurt her terribly.. so she made an excuse, she said that she needed to go to the doctor for her monthly check up.
Then she left. She drove her car without knowing where to go… she was crying… the pain was so unbearable… she wanted to scream… Albert called her “princess” before… but that was before… everything would be different now… Albert has a new princess in his life… her eyes were full of tears and her mind was reeling with memories of the past ten years she shared with Albert… she didn’t notice the car coming towards her… then there was a big clash… then darkness….
When Jenny opened her eyes, she’s already standing in a corner inside a white room. She noticed Albert sitting beside a bed holding a piece of paper… Albert was crying… when she came close, she saw herself lying on the bed… breathless…. reality came to her… she’s dead… Albert couldn’t see her… when she looked at the paper, it was her letter for Albert… the one that she kept on her drawer! Then she heard Albert saying…
Jen… why didn’t you tell me what you really felt…? Why didn’t you tell me that you love me… I was just waiting for any sign from you… but you did not give any… i love you too Jen… since the time that i learned what love means, i already loved you… why did you leave me my princess….?”
Jenny wanted to comfort Albert… she came closer and hugged him but she couldn’t even touch him… her tears rolled down from her eyes… she wanted to ask God for another chance… another chance to live again… to be with his prince…… but it’s too late…
Here are a few reasons why guys like girls:
Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them… it matters not. Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, No paper would do it justice. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling. Only felt.
People always come into your life for a reason, a season and a lifetime. When you figure out which it is, you know exactly what to do.
When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed outwardly or inwardly. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, or to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or even spiritually. They may seem like a godsend to you, and they are. They are there for a reason, you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die, Sometimes they just walk away. Sometimes they act up or out and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and it is now time to move on.
When people come into your life for a SEASON, it is because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They may bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season. And like Spring turns to Summer and Summer to Fall, the season eventually ends.
LIFETIME, relationships teach you a lifetime of lessons; those things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person/people (anyway); and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas in your life.
Love has been defined so many times, in so many ways… that sometimes the real meaning kind of gets lost among the myriad of definitions, and gets confusing after a while. For me, love may be complicated, but really, when you think about it, it really is just simple actually. For me, love is…
From the moment I saw him, I felt there was something special about him. From then on, it was a wonderful ride with him. It’s been 4 years since then, but I still feel everything like it was the first time. I guess this is what true love really means… finding that one person you can give your heart to, and loving him unconditionally… no matter what.
Copyright©2008angel
“Love is always patient and kind; it is never jealous, love is never boastful or conceited; it is never rude or selfish; it does not take offense, and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people’s sins but delights in the truth; it is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes. Love never ends. Love never fails.”
God has a way of allowing us to be in the right place at the right time.
I was walking down a dimly lit street late one evening when I heard muffled screams coming from behind a clump of bushes. Alarmed, I slowed down to listen, and panicked when I realized that what I was hearing were the unmistakable sounds of a struggle: heavy grunting, frantic scuffling, and tearing of fabric. Only yards from where I stood, a woman was being attacked.
Should I get involved? I was frightened for my own safety, and cursed myself for having suddenly decided to take a new route home that night. What if I became another statistic? Shouldn’t I just run to the nearest phone and call the police?
Although it seemed an eternity, the deliberations in my head had taken only seconds, but already the girl’s cries were growing weaker. I knew I had to act fast. How could I walk away from this? No, I finally resolved, I could not turn my back on the fate of this unknown woman, even if it meant risking my own life.
I am not a brave man, nor am I athletic. I don’t know where I found the moral courage and physical strength—but once I had finally resolved to help the girl, I became strangely transformed. I ran behind the bushes and pulled the assailant off the woman. Grappling, we fell to the ground, where we wrestled for a few minutes until the attacker jumped up and escaped.
Panting hard, I scrambled upright and approached the girl, who was crouched behind a tree, sobbing. In the darkness, I could barely see her outline, but I could certainly sense her trembling shock. Not wanting to frighten her further, I at first spoke to her from a distance.
“It’s OK,” I said soothingly. “The man ran away. You’re safe now.” There was a long pause and then I heard the words, uttered in wonder, in amazement.
“Dad, is that you?” And then, from behind the tree, stepped my youngest daughter, Katherine.
YOU WILL RECEIVE A BODY
You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for the entire period you’re around.
YOU WILL LEARN LESSONS
You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called life. Each day in this school you will have the opportunity to learn lessons. You may like the lessons or think them irrelevant and stupid.
THERE ARE NO MISTAKES, ONLY LESSONS
Growth is a process of trial and error, experimentation. The “Failed” experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiment that ultimately “works”.
A LESSON IS REPEATED UNTIL LEARNED
A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can then go on to the next lesson.
LEARNING LESSONS DOES NOT END
There is no part of life that does not contain its lessons. If you are alive, there are lessons to be learned.
“THERE” IS NO BETTER THAN “HERE”
When your “There” has become a “Here”, you will simply obtain another “There” that will, again, look better than “Here”.
OTHERS ARE MERELY MIRRORS OF YOU
You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.
WHAT YOU MAKE OF YOUR LIFE IS UP TO YOU
You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.
YOUR ANSWERS LIE INSIDE YOU
The answers to life’s questions lie inside you. All you need to do is look, listen and trust.
YOU WILL FORGET ALL THIS
Unless you consistently stay focused on the goals you have set for yourself, everything you’ve just read won’t mean a thing.
Why do we have to part while the love is still there? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to cry w
hen somebody bids goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end?
There are questions left unanswered, words left unsaid, letters left unread, poems left undone, songs left unsung, love left unexpressed, promises left unfulfilled.
In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as hard as breaking a crystal because you’ll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again. More often than not, they who go, feel not the pain of parting, it is they who stay behind that suffer, because they are left with memories of a love that was meant to be, a love that was.
At the beginning and at the end of a relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem, but that’s the way love goes. That’s the drama, the bittersweet and the risk of falling in love. After all, nothing is constant but change. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even knowing why. And we must forget not because we want to but because we have to.
In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in battalion. It seems that everywhere you go, everything you do, every song you hear, every turn of your head, every move of your body, every beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and every breath you take always reminds you of him. It’s like a stab of a knife, a torture in the night. Funny how the whole world becomes depopulated when only one person is missing. Just imagine, there are billions of people on earth and yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without the other.
I don’t know if it’s worth calling an art, but letting go entails special skills sparkled with a considerable space and time. Time heals all wounds but it takes a little push on our part. Acceptance plays a part. Not all love stories end with “…and they live happily ever after.” Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control. We have to suffer if it would mean happiness for others. We have to cry to temporarily let go of the pain. Every beginning has its end like every dawn has its dusk. It’s something we can’t control, something we had to live up.
It’s over. That person’s gone. But life has to go on. Goodbye doesn’t always mean forever. There will always be a place and time where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.
We came off to a fast start,
I never even thought we could go this far
But somehow, in some special way
Our love led us to a secret place…
A place only the two of us knows
But in that place… with you, I feel safe
I always find myself longing…
Longing to touch you and kiss you…
To talk with you, and laugh with you
To hold you… and just be with you
I just wish the whole world would see
I wish the whole world would know
But I guess they’d never understand
You touched my life in the most wonderful way
And I know I’ll never be the same again
Now my days are so much brighter
And my smiles hold more meaning
I started to feel all these different emotions
Even feelings that I’ve never felt before
And you brought them all to me…
Happiness, excitement, fear, pain, worry, even anger
Every emotion made me feel alive
And every emotion became a reason for me to keep on loving you
You came and taught me so many things
I never really understood love before, but now I do
Because you showed it to me in countless ways
And I will always be grateful for that
There are times when my thoughts get all tangled up
I’m faced with a lot of hopes, and what ifs,
Questions that don’t have answers,
And feelings that have no explanations
But in the midst of all these, I do love you
I really, truly, honestly, sincerely do love you
And my song will have no ending…
My love will only know forever…
Just like the song I first heard you sing,
And the first time you held my hand,
And the first time I felt your touch,
And the kiss that assured me what we have is special
I don’t need to understand everything…
I don’t need to make everything right…
All I need to do is look into your eyes…
And look inside me to know
Your love is all I need.
Copyright©2008angel
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window.The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.
Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats.
Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man couldn’t hear the band - he could see it. In his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window.
The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, “Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.”
“There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.”
