Love is a Choice
What is Love?
It is so much more than a feeling,
That makes you feel as if you're higher than the ceiling.
Love is a choice to let go,
When all you want to do is get closer with another row.
Love is a choice to never give up,
No matter how bitter the cup.
Love is a choice to care,
Even when you don't, of yourself, want to share.
Love is a choice to be humble,
Even as everyone else mumbles a grumble.
Love is a choice to be selfless,
Even when you feel incredibly helpless.
Winter - A season to be left alone
I thought that we were some of the closest of friends..
However, I guess, maybe I was wrong and it all just depends
On what emotion you're feeling.
Why is it that the ones you love the most,
Can cut you deeper than harsh words in the toast.
The words that they have said and say
Leave a taste that is more bitter
Than strong wine in the winter.
You always, in the past, could make me laugh,
Now I find myself in tears,
Because my heart is filled with fears.
Why am I the one to be left behind?
What are you looking for and hoping to find?
Why do I feel such strong rejection?
I feel that I am no longer a friend of your selection.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
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