Grrr!!

Rrrr....RRRR....rrrr...
I hate missing you, hate that things are different, hate that things aren't the same between us.
I miss the way we were, miss the hope so strong you gave me and I had, and I hate the new fear that I have...(that has replaced the hope)
I Miss the summer, when you wanted me with you, when you used to ask me to hang out with you, and I wasn't the one always asking. When things were so...good. When you would take time for me, when we had those talks-Do you remember? Late at the night...Oh the beautiful talks we've had...
When...things were so different and we weren't afriad to show and tell each other how we truly felt, when there was nothing but communication between us. And so much care, you were so sweet....
Now you hide it all...I don't feel any of it...I miss it all....I Miss You.
I Miss what we had and you gave me. And Hate that...you gave me hope, at least you lied to me to make me happy....at least....but not I know the truth and know there is no hope[,and I hate it...]
Then what am I fighting for??
Urgh!
Rrrr...rrrr...rrRrrr.
*smiles to self quietly*

Thanx A Lot...

You never gave me a chance,
How could you turn down something before you even know what it's like..
But ok. I see, you no longer want me. You seem to be growing tired of me, you don't need me...
You want me stop liking you, you want me at a distance.
At least that what your saying to me.
When you don't talk to me, never come see me like before, and always choose others over me without even a goodbye...
You Don't Want Me.
But the thing that confirmed it the most, and really was a direct stab at the heart-
Was when just last night, you told me you didn't want Pablo...The way you said it, like he meant nothing to you.
You have thrown around your room like trash,that's probably when I should've taken him back, when you started to treat him like trash. Knowing how much he meant to me, and how much I wanted you to have him, you say what you said. I cried after that. And I realized, why did I give him to you, you've never given me a gift. Not Once. Never a Christmas gift, as I gave you, Not Even a Birthday gift! At least I gave you a card! You really have never once given me a single thing to remember you by...Yup I'm Special.
So Ok, I'll take Pablo back, but if he gets returned, I want it all back. My Munky, the CD I bought you, even the Charm Necklace-I'm Sure you won't miss any of it...I'm sure it all means nothing to you anyways...Well at least that's what you've shown me. They're probably all lying somewhere, you can't find them.
Oh but you can keep the card, I couldn't do anything with that anyways.
But that's how much it hurt me, just that sentence, was actually one of the most painful things you ever told me, and showed me how little I mean to you...
Saddens me tho, Because...Well, I guess I just want to hear that you want them, that they mean something to you, my little trinkets, because they all meant something to me. And even after you've stopped talking to me(which I hope doesn't happen,as I fear), you'll still treasure them...As I would have, if you ever bothered to give me something....

My Confession

I Love You, I Do. I truly truly do. Mi Amor.
Pero me duele. I can't be with you any longer.
I Can't: Kiss You, Hug You, Caress You, let you Hold Me.
I Can't: let there be Touching or hand holding; I can Barley talk or look at you. [Because all I'll want to do is to look at you with love, to talk to you with care, to hold and caress you with endearment, to kiss and touch you with passion- just to Show You Love.]
And I Can't, when your Not Mine. I can't do it any longer. And although, this may be the hardest thing of my life, I may just have to....let you go. You'll never be ready for me, So it seems. And I love you too much, to continue torturing myself. All I want is you, but you want it all. You won't be happy with just me, so it looks, and if I'M not good enough for you...then you shouldn't be worth my time...But...I Just Can't Help It...I Love You.
I Do!
I Cry for you, My Rose! ... I do...
Pero tu nunca me vas a quierer, como yo te quiero a ti.
So you see, if the road you choose is to never have me, and always keep running, then I must say....I Think I am Falling Out of this Game...
(how it pains me to even type those words, if I'm crying now, i don't know how i will say them to you...)
These words I type may not be exact, and no where near how I truly feel, but use your mind, to understand me, my dear, I've worked so hard...So Hard-Para ti!
Do you know what I am saying?
Do you understand?!?
This is hard, so very hard, and I Don't Know how you feel about me, I don't know what exact impact Ive had on you or your life....But my words still Stand.
I Love You....and if playing is what you choose to keep doing.....then.....break my own heart I must...
(You Don't Want Love,you don't know what love is, you want a fling, and you'll never be happy With just Love, you need to have the person not want you for it to be your kind of "Love".)

I Just Can't Help-Feelin'...

I'm Sorry to Mislead, Didn't mean to Confuse.
I Just Can't Help, but Feel How I Feel.
I know I make no sense, and I delay saying things.
And I also Know that I Don't say everything and I hide what I feel,
saying what wants to be heard.
And I'm sorry, but hey at least you can't complain, I Can Make you/them Happy.
But regardless, I know Ive been acting weird lately, and Im sorry.
It's just that the things I hear, I Don't know what to believe and all the things that are said got me So Confused. And..Urgh! It gets to me every now and then, just too much to think about.

My Rose Part II

Beauty lies in the Soul & it's contents, not in what one is told of the person & it's outsides.
And yours, my Dear, is Beautiful.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7coPq-UjBJ4
Have you ever met such a rose? Such a rose as mine. It is beautiful, in my eyes.

Others have held it, and felt it's soft petals and blessedly piercing thorns, and have called it kind words like they do for all other flowers, but none have said sweet nothings as I have. For no other, holds this delicately fierce rose as I do. Because you see, in my eyes, this rose is an incomprehensible number of times more strikingly picturesque than any other. And most call me blind, and I do not argue but it is a blindness, I would never rid of. For it helps me see the loveliness of my rose, in ways that only I can see. In ways that only I, can feel. And better that it is I the only one to see her this way, for I would never think of sharing this great gift. She is at most my all, I would carry her everywhere, if her thorns would not prick me and her restlessness would not make her so determined to be left and replanted to grow alone on occasions. She is a wild thing, my rose, but so placid and warm she can be. And that is why I can not let her go. Why I must carry her always with me, to hold and caress, when either she or I become lonely. Even every now and then, she cries, my rose, and it breaks my heart to see those glistening watered drops slide down the lovely red of her coat. Pains me so, to know she hurts, making me to want to do nothing more but hold my rose, close and warm in my arms, and let her cry all her fears and worries away on my chest, in my cover. I will shelter her, best as I can, with all my ability from all harm, rain, sleet or snow; hurricane, landslide, or even death itself- I shall cover her always. But my rose, can be strong she can. She likes to put her I don't need help mask on and carry all the dirt alone, but when she begins to break,and wilt that's when I pick her up, clean her good, caress her gently, kiss her and get her growing again. She will grow a little forgetting of me, until once more she needs someone,. But it's alright, I love my rose. For her I will take the pain of her own will grown thorns.

Beautiful curves, my rose carries. The way she bends, how beautiful she smells, caress those velvet petals, running my lips on that silk made skin, can you just imagine it. The taste is pure honey gold to my mouth and the feel is heaven.

She has given me many pleasures, my sweet smelling rose has. She has brought so much joy, especially every time she permits my touch.

So you see My Rose is something special, something superior in comparison to others of it's kind, but only in my eyes. And you see that's what makes it special- That Only I, can love her the way I do. But my rose might not yet know just how special a flower she is to me, but regardless if she knows it or not my feelings for My Rose are unchanged until the end.
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My Rose, stay with me, and let me continue seeing all that you hide.
Be my Rose Always...
[Mi Flor, te Extrano y Te Quiero Siempre.]
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Other Videos that I thought were beautiful and/or good&the song was similar to the top video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DOiUKD-6R5U
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VW0i1zZhKKw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pXDonUxBxig

Grrr.

Rrrrrr Rrrrrr rrrrr Rrrrr.
Wait...Idk.

If in my arms you rest, you'll be cared for.
If in my mind you lay, you'll be safe.
If by my side you stand, trust and loyalty from me you carry.
If in need you are, a friend you'll always have.
If love is what you require, a hug will always await you.
If uncertain you are, patience you shall see.
If down you are, a smile I will give you.
If bored you find yourself, a laugh I'll always pull out for you.
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But if my heart you've stolen...then with care you Must handle.
And if my prayers you receive unknowingly, then much you owe me.
No. Wait- If for you I've _ and fought to _ for again, Then you owe me Much.
If my request you have not yet heard, then listening you have not been and said it I have already.
For the one thing I ask for: Is... nothing. *lying* (what you refuse so stupidly)

Time's Runnin' Low y tu no escojes, no seas estupida.
Dont Push Away, the only thing you got left.
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That Loves You.
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Dont Beak Both Our Hearts. When Happy We Could Both Be.
Why you scared to be happy?

Feels Like Heaven....

How blissful the the view.
Do you see: the road, slowly dissapering as walk deeper into-
the forest, so green, tall, high and mighty. Taunting in light, and haunting at night.
When you walk that path, to that place, of secrecy. Walking, hearing the wind rustling past the leaves, in such hurry, but gently swaying the trees clamly. Until you hear the quick flash of the water running. There, Do You See it? The patch of light, in the only clearing in a entertwined mess of green giants. Where soft grass grows, and the wind whispers and whistles past you. Walk to the other side. Do You See, the water running? The rush of the streaming currents, so shallow and playful, putting up a fast and dangerous front. Step in, it's warm, yet cooling. Streaming and Running. Walk back, to the clear, sit down and think. Did I forget something?...
You forgot the person,... you care most...You Forgot Them. They could be here with you. Holding you, playing with you. caressing you. But You Forgot them....How could you forget them?

9/11

~We Still Remember~

On this day, 7 years ago. A horrible, but historic event happened. When 2 civilian planes were hijacked and crashed into the Twin Towers, of the World Trade Center.
A day when hundreds lost, family; mothers, fathers, grandmothers, grandfathers, brothers and sisters... And even close friends, other loved ones; Best friends, people you've known your whole life, your soon to be fiance...So many lost...So many people. And even if you don't know anyone who suffered in the fall, you know that those who did, those you didn't know; had someone that; would miss them when they're gone, their wife or husband, or sons and daughters. That someone would grieve for their loss. Someone would be crying for them, and miss them, and need them. On this momentous, and memorable day, we honor all those who died and all those who fell as well, helping to save hundreds of spared souls, now living to tell of the heroics of a hero now in heaven. This is a day that America shall Forever remember, a day that is Forever marked in our history. Rest in Peace...

Because-

~We Still Remember,

Now and Forever More.

and We Will Never Forget...~