MY HEART IS YOURS

I am yours;
With every inch of flesh and bone in my body,
And every ounce of love instilled in me,
I belong to you.

With every subtle thought that slips my mind,
And every void space in my empty soul,
I belong to you.

My heart is yours;
Yours to keep, yours to love, yours to hold,
But please don't break my heart.
When I have relinquished it to you so freely.
Because I am yours,
And only yours,
So please be mine,
And only mine?

THE COOKIE THIEF

A woman was waiting at an airport one night, with several long hours before her flight. 
She hunted for a book in the airport shops, bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book but happened to see, that the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be. 
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between, which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene.

So she munched the cookies and watched the clock, as the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock. 
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by, thinking, “If I wasn’t so nice, I would blacken his eye.”

With each cookie she took, he took one too, when only one was left, she wondered what he would do. 
With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh, he took the last cookie and broke it in half.

He offered her half, as he ate the other, she snatched it from him and thought… oooh, brother. 
This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude, why he didn’t even show any gratitude!

She had never known when she had been so galled, and sighed with relief when her flight was called. 
She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate, refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate.

She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat, then she sought her book, which was almost complete. 
As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise, there was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes.

If mine are here, she moaned in despair, the others were his, and he tried to share. 
Too late to apologize, she realized with grief, that she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.

By Valerie Cox in “A Matter of Perspective”

OUR LOVE

No matter how much we fight. No matter how much we argue. 

No matter what we go through. 

We both know that we cannot live without each other. 

Our love grows stronger after every argument. 

Our bond gets strengthened after every fight. 

Our love keeps us together through all the mess that we go through. 

We are devoted to our soulful relationship and we will never let each other down. 

I strongly believe that nothing in this world can keep us apart. 

I have deep faith in our love because I know our feelings for each other are true, honest, deep and pure.

I love you. Will always love you. 

TASTE DEATH

I prayed I would have opened my eyes and been somewhere else. 

Still dead. Still taste death. Everyone is so happy. 

No more job, no more cares. 

Everyone is okay and that's all the matters. 

Nobody ever there before, I have been training my whole life to stop resisting, stop fighting, just be. 

The more pain inside, the more love in the world. 

Enough tears to keep me dreaming, weak enough that it doesn't matter where I lay down.

 I can rest in peace. 

No longer seek sympathy, I don't care what happens to my body. 

As long as love is alive.

I LOVE YOU 'SKY'

I could not thank Allah enough. Something is definitely tingling in my tummy. 

I’m in love with the sky, I do not complain anymore when the sun shines, 

I just take in all the heat and just be grateful it is still there. 

Am I in love? Definitely. 

I’m in love with the people I know that are always close and there for  me. 

I’m in love with the sky that never let's me down, it can pour rain or blind me, 

I would hardly complain, I would still love it no matter what.

I'M GONNA TAKE CARE OF YOU

I am not very good at a lot of things; 

I cannot paint you pictures because the beautiful things in my head cannot be translated. 

Nor can I play for you as my fingers fumble when my thoughts cross over to how you look, watching me. 
But I can brush the knots out of your hair, 

and work the knots out of your back when your day has become too much to bear. 

I can sing to you eventhough my voice has an uncanny habit of being flat.

 I am not good at much, but I will be good to you.

 I love you. When I say that, I mean it.

I love your huge smile when I caught you staring at me.

I love the way you make me laugh. 

I love the silly faces you make. 

I love the way you never left me. I love the way you love unconditionally.

You love me too. And when you say that I hope you mean it as much as I mean it for you.

Oh God, I really miss you right now :') 

IT DOESN'T MATTER

 

"It doesn't matter, if I have only talk to you and have never seen you in person, 

it doesn't matter if you are half way around the world. 

I just want you to know, that when I don't talk to you, 

I miss you so much, that there are no words to explain it."