Love, here thinking and wondering what it is your doing* Here and wondering on how your day went and if your hungry or not. Dear Love, I'm sure that there are missed communication's between us and I would like them to be resolved. If your upset at anything that I might be doing wrong ,how would I ever know on what to do right!?
What is it that you would like for dinner today, Love?
Is a shower between us when you get home make you feel more relaxed?
Dear Love, ever since I have not got the pleasure in meeting you, I just' can't help but to have you in my mind. My strong, tall, muscular built man that has to be business oriented and financially stable of a man. The man that I might have been made of by it's own rib.
I feel tired, but just' mentally, physically I am need of strength and would not mind practicing endurance as our paths cross if ever in the future.
Love, there's things that I wouldn't want to burden you with, there are things a woman has to be able to restrain from burdening her love with.
How was your day?
"listening, Is Important"
Supporting comments, Is getting upset the way to go about your day?
How can this day have an impact on our lives or the lives of other's? What can I do to make it better?
What would make your day? Having had a good day,what would a wife have for her husband ? Having had a bad day, what other activities can I plan for my Love?
I like story telling and a bit of twists to make a story intriguing. My love has had a bad day at work and has talked about his day and I would bring up an even worse catastrophe. "At the grocery store", "there was a woman how she was talking about her having a different husband every night." But all her neighbors seen just' One!
The story went on for a couple of minutes as we stood in line, very interesting how she would describe each and everyone of them all. They all had distinctive traits and distinctive leisures. As intriguing as it sounds, my Love, they all did not up to you, even if I tried to put them together.
You are a piece of art! Love, God took extra time to make you,especially for me---That is why we have not met. I remember, awhile back...Loud and Clear a Voice saying...that the perfect person for me had not been born yet! God does not make mistakes when we creates us in his image,yet we tend to view our way in a total different way after our sin's are our priorities. Dear love, I long to fall in love with you, although I have never met you!
I was once in love with a guy that had the perfect smile and the semi-perfect look but was a big mess all around. He must of ran with the wrong crowd because he ended up running away from me and left his body in a middle eastern place for which I never got to see his face ever again.
Dear Love, what has that to do with your day...
What about your favorite hobbie, how about a night out doing your kind of favorite leisure as I take my time to get ready for you.
Seeing me, as I put on my make up and straighten up with some heels and a nice piece might make you reconsider when saying," this might have been a bad day". How about if we just chill at home and relax and watching some of your favorite shows?
I hate to see the face of our love not having been re kindled, dear Love!
I hate to be the nagging one,so in case you miss me as I miss you, I will have to look for different loving messages and think they came from you! I miss you---
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Whenever I don't call..
Love, if you even exist for me..
Whenever I don't call upon you love, Is when I get the sense you are thinking of me the most.
Love if you ever take time to think of me..
Whenever I don't pray or question God if there is a love that should be felt in the flesh by my side, is when I imagine what, must I be missing about you the most. I really don't remember what your sweet touch was all about. I can't remember how the love issue was approached between us if it wasn't in bed.
Love if the time ever came that we each went our separate ways..
We have been departed for awhile now it seems, now that I can't seem to find you in my dreams. I can't recall your touch or the taste of your divine kisses, I can't recall the time that we would become one.
I do miss the way you held me in bed. They didn't last, you always got up.
Love, I don't don't if we have met ever, again.
I don't know if that was even your name. I can think of how I must have mistaken you, love. I giggle as I think of you and the love that never existed.
I do get mad when I think of you in someone else's arms, I can't help to think that that could be me, but love here is the thing. I don't know how it is that you want me to sit in a place and write and think about you.
Dear Love, if it seems that you never did existed.
Whenever I don't call upon you love, Is when I get the sense you are thinking of me the most.
Love if you ever take time to think of me..
Whenever I don't pray or question God if there is a love that should be felt in the flesh by my side, is when I imagine what, must I be missing about you the most. I really don't remember what your sweet touch was all about. I can't remember how the love issue was approached between us if it wasn't in bed.
Love if the time ever came that we each went our separate ways..
We have been departed for awhile now it seems, now that I can't seem to find you in my dreams. I can't recall your touch or the taste of your divine kisses, I can't recall the time that we would become one.
I do miss the way you held me in bed. They didn't last, you always got up.
Love, I don't don't if we have met ever, again.
I don't know if that was even your name. I can think of how I must have mistaken you, love. I giggle as I think of you and the love that never existed.
I do get mad when I think of you in someone else's arms, I can't help to think that that could be me, but love here is the thing. I don't know how it is that you want me to sit in a place and write and think about you.
Dear Love, if it seems that you never did existed.
Thursday, March 3, 2016
I'm tired of not being able to see you in the flesh----my love (stop teasing me ) with those bodies you are trying to show me
!WHY DO YOU have to be so Difficult! ( I can't understand you sometimes) I can't understand if i'm suppose to get up and cook you and egg sandwich love! I live with these people ok, and I just can't get up at two thirty or whatever my number is and cook you and egg sandwich and make the whole house stinch up and all------(ANOTHER THING>>>>love) Why are you keeping me up when I am suppose to be sleeping (In Andrew's skeeky voice)
Go away.....(wait) remember when you would zoom down from the sky like the comet that's in my eye? You would cause major fire's (LOVe) The other day we thought of each other alot ,As well , I went to go ride my bike----As I was speeding up and my temperature was rising up, as I pedaled faster and not thinking that people would be up on the sidewalk @ like' seven in the morning, you sky rocketed and landed on a little gal that got out her mom's car running----I was coming FAST! and we missed each other by an inch! (LOVE) what was that emergency all about?
Did you really miss me that much that you also wanted to see me in other's eyes? YOU cAN;t DO that (LOVE!) it would show on the radar of the national security and all you know and people are going to want to take monster pictures of me ----when all these other's monster's want to see you from my eyes 2. I don't like this tension feeling in my whole body ...most of the time, but ;Let Me tell You: Love, That God gives me all that I can handle besides dealing with talking humans out here as well that like milk from cows and dead chickens. (laughter in an unimaginable ways) I know how that might sound to a God---does a God eat? (love?) Do you think our food would cause a God disgust in any form?
I'm sorry love that I was asleep when you came and getting mad because you probably stooped me from going into my dreamland. What's the problem? Is there a problem? What do all these other people want from us ---love? Is there money in heaven ? Or as in a spirit? How does one become, unfinished business? Or am I that's done? Those questions I think about all day Love!' it puzzles me to think I missed you all day and it's the night time that you would want me to dedicate you :O I am ready for a new episode, if your ready (love)
!WHY DO YOU have to be so Difficult! ( I can't understand you sometimes) I can't understand if i'm suppose to get up and cook you and egg sandwich love! I live with these people ok, and I just can't get up at two thirty or whatever my number is and cook you and egg sandwich and make the whole house stinch up and all------(ANOTHER THING>>>>love) Why are you keeping me up when I am suppose to be sleeping (In Andrew's skeeky voice)
Go away.....(wait) remember when you would zoom down from the sky like the comet that's in my eye? You would cause major fire's (LOVe) The other day we thought of each other alot ,As well , I went to go ride my bike----As I was speeding up and my temperature was rising up, as I pedaled faster and not thinking that people would be up on the sidewalk @ like' seven in the morning, you sky rocketed and landed on a little gal that got out her mom's car running----I was coming FAST! and we missed each other by an inch! (LOVE) what was that emergency all about?
Did you really miss me that much that you also wanted to see me in other's eyes? YOU cAN;t DO that (LOVE!) it would show on the radar of the national security and all you know and people are going to want to take monster pictures of me ----when all these other's monster's want to see you from my eyes 2. I don't like this tension feeling in my whole body ...most of the time, but ;Let Me tell You: Love, That God gives me all that I can handle besides dealing with talking humans out here as well that like milk from cows and dead chickens. (laughter in an unimaginable ways) I know how that might sound to a God---does a God eat? (love?) Do you think our food would cause a God disgust in any form?
I'm sorry love that I was asleep when you came and getting mad because you probably stooped me from going into my dreamland. What's the problem? Is there a problem? What do all these other people want from us ---love? Is there money in heaven ? Or as in a spirit? How does one become, unfinished business? Or am I that's done? Those questions I think about all day Love!' it puzzles me to think I missed you all day and it's the night time that you would want me to dedicate you :O I am ready for a new episode, if your ready (love)
Love, I couldn't sleep once again---I don't know what is on my mind
But it's a strong force, keeps me up at times and I don't know why------
I don't know why let someone stop from dreaming and being with people we love, seems to me =that I live mostly in my dreams, dear love is that really you that's keeping me up? Could it be a bad thing=? excessive weight is well proven lost if having not gotten a good night sleep, maybe your trying to tell me something-_- Love? ? Why would a bird want to sing late at night when everyone's suppose to be sleeping?
Love?
Do you really come like that.....? With birds and majic again and all? I remember another time in Lynwood where you also visited me often , Once we came into acquaintance back then that seems as if it was a past that might not had happened if it wasn't that I had to see it...Love why are you keeping me up?
But it's a strong force, keeps me up at times and I don't know why------
I don't know why let someone stop from dreaming and being with people we love, seems to me =that I live mostly in my dreams, dear love is that really you that's keeping me up? Could it be a bad thing=? excessive weight is well proven lost if having not gotten a good night sleep, maybe your trying to tell me something-_- Love? ? Why would a bird want to sing late at night when everyone's suppose to be sleeping?
Love?
Do you really come like that.....? With birds and majic again and all? I remember another time in Lynwood where you also visited me often , Once we came into acquaintance back then that seems as if it was a past that might not had happened if it wasn't that I had to see it...Love why are you keeping me up?
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Love has been missing for some time now, it's disappeared and has traveled to another place
The touch that used to chill every bit of me has melted away as the waves in my dream played a big role-- as the crashed with great force, love is no longer here
The presence of something missing that does not full fill this empty room has vanished into a place destined for survival
Love's touch can no longer be felt,
BY NO one!, at No Place!, at Not another time!, love's touch has been forgotten--
How would any one know what love really is if all that love had to show for itself; seemed to gave just been in a dream
Love was patient, Love was kind, Love got taken up and down and all around, Love could not stay away --now Love is Dead!
Love use to come at such in unfortunate times
Love took the best that most held, love was no longer a feeling
Love became an action word that brought most to exhaustion and self reliance
Love no longer had to do with people, places or things
Love had been slowly slipping away
When Love was being thought of, Death wanted to feel it, so it took the best out of the body and made death grow down smaller, but love could not see it--
What has love taught us to feel?
An unimaginable feeling of being wanted, what if love no longer wanted us? Love can never stop wagging it's tail, Love has no tale to be told that probably hasn't already been told---
Love , why do you have to come around in little pieces?
Love, if there hasn't been wonderful memories of how we use to feel the oceans breeze touching up upon our cheeks
As we didn't smell the freshly cut grass on top of Kenneth Hahn instead
Love, as if the sky did not shine it;s light tonight, Love , what's in the air?
My air hold sadness, A sadness that meow's and might have hair ball's stuck on it's throat
A sadness that no longer has to do with desires's of my flesh but merely desires of the mind and soul
Love is a feeling no one can teach but it is learned by understanding one simple itch
Love isn't bought or showed in the prettiest faces, might be the opposite of what some seek and yet failed to use the five senses
Love how can I feel you and not touch you, How can I see you and not taste you, The smell of death never smelled so pretty
Love has to be felt, touched, tasted,seen and it must smell good, otherwise Love will have no choice but to rest in place of each one's nest
My nest consisted of too much love that I could see---My nest consisted of love I was able to feel, My nest consisted of scent I was able to smell---My nest consisted of a love I was able to taste---If missing the very touch of you my love, I must say, It can still be felt in the air that we once shared..
The touch that used to chill every bit of me has melted away as the waves in my dream played a big role-- as the crashed with great force, love is no longer here
The presence of something missing that does not full fill this empty room has vanished into a place destined for survival
Love's touch can no longer be felt,
BY NO one!, at No Place!, at Not another time!, love's touch has been forgotten--
How would any one know what love really is if all that love had to show for itself; seemed to gave just been in a dream
Love was patient, Love was kind, Love got taken up and down and all around, Love could not stay away --now Love is Dead!
Love use to come at such in unfortunate times
Love took the best that most held, love was no longer a feeling
Love became an action word that brought most to exhaustion and self reliance
Love no longer had to do with people, places or things
Love had been slowly slipping away
When Love was being thought of, Death wanted to feel it, so it took the best out of the body and made death grow down smaller, but love could not see it--
What has love taught us to feel?
An unimaginable feeling of being wanted, what if love no longer wanted us? Love can never stop wagging it's tail, Love has no tale to be told that probably hasn't already been told---
Love , why do you have to come around in little pieces?
Love, if there hasn't been wonderful memories of how we use to feel the oceans breeze touching up upon our cheeks
As we didn't smell the freshly cut grass on top of Kenneth Hahn instead
Love, as if the sky did not shine it;s light tonight, Love , what's in the air?
My air hold sadness, A sadness that meow's and might have hair ball's stuck on it's throat
A sadness that no longer has to do with desires's of my flesh but merely desires of the mind and soul
Love is a feeling no one can teach but it is learned by understanding one simple itch
Love isn't bought or showed in the prettiest faces, might be the opposite of what some seek and yet failed to use the five senses
Love how can I feel you and not touch you, How can I see you and not taste you, The smell of death never smelled so pretty
Love has to be felt, touched, tasted,seen and it must smell good, otherwise Love will have no choice but to rest in place of each one's nest
My nest consisted of too much love that I could see---My nest consisted of love I was able to feel, My nest consisted of scent I was able to smell---My nest consisted of a love I was able to taste---If missing the very touch of you my love, I must say, It can still be felt in the air that we once shared..
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