so you left me here to wonder.
what was it that aint enough?
what was it that aint right?
what was it that i did?
what was it that i didnt do?
mebbe it's just me.
it was me that aint enough.
it was me that aint right.
it was just me not the things i did or didnt do.
Wednesday, 18 July 2007
WHAT??
spoken as lfareeza on 7/18/2007 06:17:00 pm 0 comments
Saturday, 14 July 2007
it's really tough being on the outside.
knock.knock.
i need and want to be on the tender side. inside.
spoken as lfareeza on 7/14/2007 01:11:00 am 0 comments
Friday, 13 July 2007
it has..whatmore..
it hasnt been easy for me.
it just keeps coming back to me.
whatmore with the things you say
and the people we see.
it has been tough on me.
it's just the fate that keeps pulling us apart.
whatmore with the things I have to do
and the people you have to see.
it has been very difficult for me.
it's just destiny that makes you north and me south.
whatmore with the way you are
and the people who are not us.
i love you so dearly.
spoken as lfareeza on 7/13/2007 09:13:00 am 0 comments
Friday, 6 July 2007
diamond pieces
Just the sight of those precious diamonds
caught me in awe, overwhelmed.
The sight of the diamonds breaking
like a dagger through my heart.
The sight of those diamond pieces
makes me feel helpless.
It seems like I couldn't save them
It seems like I couldn't break their fall
It seems like I couldn't catch them.
Those diamonds were swept away.
The picture of the crash etched in my mind.
But at least I know I'm in the vault.
I'm trusted.
We're safe.
spoken as lfareeza on 7/06/2007 03:30:00 pm 0 comments
Tuesday, 3 July 2007
love = charcoal?
love is like charcoal...
once fire is lit, it will continue burning..
however, too big a fire is not good either..
just a small one is the best, as long as it's everlasting...
sometimes when wind temporarily stop blowing..
it seems like the charcoal is no longer burning..
but then.. look again.. the charcoal remains red hot...
you simply need to fan or have the wind blow again..
ultimately, when you're done with love...
it is hard to put out the fire...
you can pour buckets of water over charcoal..
but, it will remain hot and refuse to cool down..
it takes time..
so, love is like charcoal... =.)
spoken as lfareeza on 7/03/2007 09:56:00 pm 0 comments