Falling in love ..

If I hugged you ..would you never let go ?

If I kissed you ..
would you cherish that moment ?

If I reached for your hand ..
would you take mine gently ?

If I needed a shoulder ..
would you let me cry on yours ?

If I needed to talk ..
would you really listen ?

If I needed to scream ..
would you do it with me ?

If I needed to go ..
would you come with me ?

If I fell for you ..
would you catch me ?
or just let me hit the pavement ?

Matters of the heart ..

I find it kind of funny ..
how so quickly things can change ..
how fast feelings rise in the heart ..

And even though ..
we live so far apart ..
i can`t help but say ..

I`m feeling brand new things ..
stop me if my mind`s going too far ..
but I`ve felt a change within ..

There`s something here inside me ..
that didn`t exist before ..
i don`t know how to explain it ..

Maybe it`s the feel ..
of finally being wanted ..
by someone other than family ..

Maybe it`s the sense ..
of the love my heart craves ..
it makes me feel alive ..

But possibly, I`m going too far ..
perhaps it`s just an illusion ..
my mind plays tricks on my heart quite a lot ..

I`d love to believe my heart ..
if even just this once ..
but i also don`t want to get hurt again ..

For every girl with a broken heart there is a guy with a glue gun ..

My heart is a fragile thing ..
it was ripped in two ..
and before i knew it ..
there`s nothing left for me to do ..

Left mostly lonely ..
and mostly sad ..
i was left frustrated ..
most days i just woke up mad ..

Broken, bruised, ripped apart, stomped upon ..
are only a few ways the way others have treated pieces of my heart ..
i never thought i could ever trust it with anyone else ..
until that day i lent you a piece, and saw the way you handled that part ..

Tenderly ..
gently most urgently as a beautiful landscape ..
it almost as though ..

you`ve put it back together with duct tape ..

Story of the heart ..

Adding stitches to my broken heart ..
Cold blood breaking through me ..
Two halves held together by blood thread ..
Few crocked, few straight, few crossed ..
Broken seems along all sides ..
Scars always left behind ..
This used to be my heart on the inside ..
Now it`s smiling ..

Sunshine ..

Rasul e ca stergatorul de parbriz :

Nu opreste ploaia , dar te lasa sa`ti vezi de drum ..

Smile through the rain ..
Let there be sunshine ..

Just because ..

Why are you frowning?
You`ve got nothing left ..
In this angry world ..
Except for me and my love ..
That`s all you really need ..
So smile for me ..
And I`ll smile for you ..
We only need each other ..
To turn the darkest day bright ..
Wipe away those tears ..
I`ll kiss away your frown ..
Soon you`ll smile ..
Just because ..

Soulsaver .. or not ..

Nu am dormit de ceva zile bune .. Am sters tot .. Am sters aproape o viata .. Nu am vrut sa cred ca mai exist .. Pentru cine? Pentru ce? Pentru sufletul meu .. Care m`a tradat .. A ajuns proprietatea altcuiva .. Eu l`am crescut 18 ani si el a fugit de langa mine s`a dus la o usa inchisa .. Sta pe pres .. E nebun .. Nu stiu ce tot asteapta .. N`o sa`i deschida nimeni usa aia .. Nu pot dormi .. Ma simt altfel .. Ma simt rupta de mine .. Sa nu ma vada .. Sa nu ma gaseasca .. Si tot eu am inceput cautarea .. Imi doream usa aia deschisa .. Acum .. Well .. Cu o usa inchisa [blocata chiar], un suflet fugit de acasa, o lista lunga de recuperari, nopti pierdute numarand punctele de pe pereti si o groaza de randuri dedicate unor luni care nu se mai intorc, am decis ca nu ma vrea .. Nici sufletul .. Nici usa .. Nici chipul din oglinda .. Nici chipul de lut pe care il ador ..

Sunt singura .. Pentru cine? Pentru ce? Pentru mine .. Goala .. Singura .. Nu ii pasa ..