-first off this is not mine! i got it from Jaime's page and i love it ^^
jaime's link : http://www.imeem.com/jamieim562

True Thoughts
Posted in Love on Aug 26, 2008 at 8:29 PM

Why now!!!... a girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty
he said no... she asked him if he would want to be with her forever
he said no... she asked him if she were to leave if he would cry
he said no... she had heard enough, as she walked away, with tears streaming down her face the boy grabbed her arm and said... you're not pretty your BEAUTIFUL.... i dont want to be with you forever... i NEED to be with you, and i wouldn't cry if you walked away i'd DIE!

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

by
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
copyright © 1999 by Oriah Mountain Dreamer.

we might hav passed eachother...
sumtime on the street...
or briefly talked about the things we think...
we may hav met sumware in the past...
never once knowing we'd met at last...
siting alone beneath a great black sky...
i picture a lost love between you and i...

how we'de stare an smile...
an hug an hold...
an stay togethr, when everythings cold...

but then a star streams across my view...
reminding mi that i cant hav you...
and like that star racing threw my mind...
i lay my head down and begin to cry...

wishing, wanting i had said wut i ment...
watching the black wet drips apear on the cement...
still imagening, asking myself why...
i picture a lost love between u and i...

if thir was a word, or maby a phrase...
that would bring us back to happier days...
i would hav told u i loved you and asked you to stay...
so we'd never grow apart or hav turned away...

as days go by, i knew i should...
leave u be and do what i could...
but u. u've always been. everything to mi...
an this pain i feel. its jelousy...
for the girl that coulda been mi...

so now i sit. feeling lonley...
its not a good feeling, it hurts to be...
but im happy to know you were thinking of mi...
so as i lay crying. watching the sky...

i picture a lost love between you and i...

By:Stormy Marie Caretta McCaffrie

~~its not very good but its mi first real poem. wut do ya think?......♥

Im sorry i didnt see ur post earlier. but, if its is for me....
and not the lucky girl u mention awile ago....
this song.....
my only rememberance of u while ur gone..
keeps me company....
when im hurting the most....
i think ive told u before. but....
i could nevr find the right words to say..
showing u how much i truly love you....
i was always denieing it. the fact u might love me to....
an reading this.. makes me so happy...
but, to know i cozd u so much pain by not telling u how i really felt.....
kills me inside... i dont think ive told u.
but, a phew weeks ago i tried a suicie attempt....
an was kept in a lock down center for 6 days...
durring my stay there at St.Marys....
evry night i would cry myself to sleep... in the cold room.
with blank blue walls....
reminding me, i was alone....
i thought of u evry night n trie to think of things i wounld tell u when i returned...
today! i will tell him.. he means evrything to me..
but, i would choke up and think... he probably has sumone.
who loves him. and would do anything to be with him..
just like me... i told u i was always missing u..
maby even to much. and i ment it...
like u. i would sit and look up at the sky. or alone in my room...
wishing.. wondering.. if ide ever meet u..
or be able to tell you, how much i love u.. and still do...
but, now . all the things i wanted to say..
theyr all blurry and nothing comes to mind.
but.... im sorry...
an i do love you... i always hav...
an u mean so much more than just friends to me....
♥♥♥