Roses Are Dead, Violets Are Too. I Know These Are Dead, But Why Did We Have To Die Too ?

~* Love Aint a game, So why are there so many players *~

I worte a poem about our love the other day, But then I realized our love never existed. So I crumbled it up and threw it away.

~ The purpose of life, Is a life full of purpose ~

* You will find as you look back upon life that the moments when you have truly lived, Are the moments when you did things in the spirit of love *

He holds me when I start to cry, Makes me smile with just his eyes.
Shares my hopes, dreams, and fears, Wipes away all my tears.
I love him without regret, I just havent found him yet.

The heart is not living until it has experienced pain. The pain of love breaks the heart open even if it is as hard as a rock.

Life is like a D I C K, when things get hard F U C K IT

When I get older, my lil gurl asks me who my first love was. I dont want to have to pull out an old photo album. I want to be able to point across the room and say "He's sittin right over there"

...I've moved on...but havent forgotten...