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Topic: Say something to someone, no need to name names please be ni - part 9
misstina2 Joined Sat 11/01/08 Posts: 13508	Sat 12/27/08 12:28 AM Edited by misstina2 on Sat 12/27/08 12:42 AM
If only I could wake up in your arms it would be a perfect day

lilbug Joined Wed 10/10/07 Posts: 14791	Sat 12/27/08 06:35 AM
Mornin everyone!

angelindarkness Joined Sun 11/25/07 Posts: 6492	Sat 12/27/08 06:45 AM
Each new thing I learn, each thing I knew but denied, all experienced as sharp, cutting disappointments into my already raw and tender flesh. And yet, I bear them. I bear them because there is no where left to go but through the fire. This fire that I lit myself, albeit with a match and kindling from another. I bear them because sooner or later, I know these deep and infected wounds will heal, if I let them. The scars will fade but never disappear. Let those scars always be a reminder to me, a blessing; because in being able to see them, I will remember the ugliness and pain, the suffering. Then hopefully, just hopefully, remembering will be enough so that I choose to side-step that broken bottle on the path the next time I dare venture into the forest. Will there be a next time? I love the forest, only it can be light and full of beauty, life; while at the same time dark and full of shadows, peril, and illusion. I'm full of fear and trepidation. I must get over my fear and act. Who will lend me their night vision goggles and sword of safety? Better yet, who will be caring enough to accompany me on the walk so that if I stumble, fall, or start to step in the wrong direction, they can take my hand firmly and show me the way I was never taught? Will there be a next time? I do not know. My magic ball was broken long ago, along with my heart. The spirit took a beating too; probably the worst and maybe the last of its life. Who will nurse the wounds? Only I can, with the special jar of ointment from my friends. Only I can, with the gauzy bandages blessed with love. These tools are magical. I'll regain my joy. But will there be a next time? Will I find my bliss, my home? You see, I don't know about that. Can't count on nothin' anymore. Trust and respect is gone; but was it ever there to begin with. I can't worry what the future brings; although I still do today. All I can do is to choose to do the right thing, for this moment, now. Whether or not I venture out of the gentle meadow again....and into the forest, where both beauty and darkness awaits.

shutterbug Joined Sat 06/16/07 Posts: 34376	Sat 12/27/08 07:07 AM
Each new thing I learn, each thing I knew but denied, all experienced as sharp, cutting disappointments into my already raw and tender flesh. And yet, I bear them. I bear them because there is no where left to go but through the fire. This fire that I lit myself, albeit with a match and kindling from another. I bear them because sooner or later, I know these deep and infected wounds will heal, if I let them. The scars will fade but never disappear. Let those scars always be a reminder to me, a blessing; because in being able to see them, I will remember the ugliness and pain, the suffering. Then hopefully, just hopefully, remembering will be enough so that I choose to side-step that broken bottle on the path the next time I dare venture into the forest. Will there be a next time? I love the forest, only it can be light and full of beauty, life; while at the same time dark and full of shadows, peril, and illusion. I'm full of fear and trepidation. I must get over my fear and act. Who will lend me their night vision goggles and sword of safety? Better yet, who will be caring enough to accompany me on the walk so that if I stumble, fall, or start to step in the wrong direction, they can take my hand firmly and show me the way I was never taught? Will there be a next time? I do not know. My magic ball was broken long ago, along with my heart. The spirit took a beating too; probably the worst and maybe the last of its life. Who will nurse the wounds? Only I can, with the special jar of ointment from my friends. Only I can, with the gauzy bandages blessed with love. These tools are magical. I'll regain my joy. But will there be a next time? Will I find my bliss, my home? You see, I don't know about that. Can't count on nothin' anymore. Trust and respect is gone; but was it ever there to begin with. I can't worry what the future brings; although I still do today. All I can do is to choose to do the right thing, for this moment, now. Whether or not I venture out of the gentle meadow again....and into the forest, where both beauty and darkness awaits.

Ruth34611 Joined Sat 08/02/08 Posts: 32402	Sat 12/27/08 07:27 AM
It was a painful learning experience but I'm glad it happened.

special_guy Joined Tue 09/30/08 Posts: 6513	Sat 12/27/08 07:45 AM
I went to sleep in a bed and woke up in a tent...

angelindarkness Joined Sun 11/25/07 Posts: 6492	Sat 12/27/08 07:46 AM


Ruth34611 Joined Sat 08/02/08 Posts: 32402	Sat 12/27/08 07:48 AM
I went to sleep in a bed and woke up in a tent... That's what happens when you mix your alcohol.

special_guy Joined Tue 09/30/08 Posts: 6513	Sat 12/27/08 08:08 AM
I went to sleep in a bed and woke up in a tent... That's what happens when you mix your alcohol. I haven't been drinking

special_guy Joined Tue 09/30/08 Posts: 6513	Sat 12/27/08 08:09 AM
If only I could wake up in your arms it would be a perfect day thats a nice thing to say

misstina2 Joined Sat 11/01/08 Posts: 13508	Sat 12/27/08 08:49 AM
If only I could wake up in your arms it would be a perfect day thats a nice thing to say thank you

special_guy Joined Tue 09/30/08 Posts: 6513	Sat 12/27/08 08:53 AM
If only I could wake up in your arms it would be a perfect day thats a nice thing to say thank you makes me jealous j/k

seahawks Joined Thu 01/11/07 Posts: 16735	Sat 12/27/08 08:54 AM
I went to sleep in a bed and woke up in a tent...

angelindarkness Joined Sun 11/25/07 Posts: 6492	Sat 12/27/08 09:48 AM
I regret I didn't do my research on sex & dating FIRST in the Fall of 2007. I feel sick to my stomach. Time to start forgiving myself....

plk1966 Joined Fri 03/21/08 Posts: 31042	Sat 12/27/08 09:50 AM Edited by plk1966 on Sat 12/27/08 09:53 AM
I am so proud of you This will be a great experience for you as everything you do always turns out wonderful

Ruth34611 Joined Sat 08/02/08 Posts: 32402	Sat 12/27/08 09:57 AM
Part of me is okay with being alone and part of me wants someone to love and hold.

special_guy Joined Tue 09/30/08 Posts: 6513	Sat 12/27/08 10:06 AM
Old as Ancient Skies I'v had these wondering And you took me by suprise when you let me insdide of you Inside of you Inside of you There's got to be Some part of me Inside of you

misstina2 Joined Sat 11/01/08 Posts: 13508	Sat 12/27/08 10:09 AM
And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make

special_guy Joined Tue 09/30/08 Posts: 6513	Sat 12/27/08 10:27 AM
And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make nice

Ruth34611 Joined Sat 08/02/08 Posts: 32402	Sat 12/27/08 10:32 AM
Old as Ancient Skies I'v had these wondering And you took me by suprise when you let me insdide of you Inside of you Inside of you There's got to be Some part of me Inside of you Is that a song? It's nice.