"somtimes words cant explain the heart.-- i try my best to make it understandable"
About me:
sadly this is me:
Letter to the loved
By: me
I stand before you, right at your side, though you do not turn to look at me. You speak to my face, not to my heart. You speak words of passion to many, though words of the sort never pass my way. I am second, not first. I stand in the valley of discontentment, looking up at the mountain of your love. I cannot make it to the peak myself; you lend your hand just out of reach. You fool me, your eyes taunt me and your words pierce like a sharp blade.
How can I see past all of this? I see past what you are… to what you can be. I see the beauty past the pain. Perhaps I want it more than even I know. I think maybe I have created my own picture of you. It is a beautiful picture, one that is pure and brilliant. Are you truly what I think? What I want? I cannot help my mind and heart from questioning. I dare to wonder if I am fooling myself, if I am creating everything I see and feel. – Or if it is not me, but it truly is real.
Oh, how I wish I could see past the physical casing of your eyes! Through them, right into your soul! I wish to know and understand the workings of your mind… and the feelings of your heart. Who else could love like me? Who else would wait so patiently for a chance to be loved by you? I know you are not ready for my love… perhaps it frightens you. Do you fear to open yourself completely? I wait patiently for you. The time will come when you will be ready, and I will be there ready to pour all of my love out. One day you will understand my love, my passion, my heart and my soul, and you will feel what I feel. This is the day I wait for, the day I long for.
I sit quietly waiting for you to pass by, waiting for you to look my way. Will I ever catch your eye? You pass your love out freely to other loves, hoping to receive something real. I know you want it to be real, how your soul must yearn for it and your heart ache for it. Why do you give it to those who do not understand it? You give and it is not enough, you don’t receive in full… of course then you would feel pain! It makes sense that you would be confused and bewildered by love! – You think you are receiving love, when you are only receiving words of love, thoughts of love, pieces and fragments of love. Love that is not whole is nothing! It is empty! It is like a stream in the highest time of drought! What good is the stream if it has no water? What is love if it has no truth? How can a stream provide water to the animals of the valley if it contains no water? How can they survive without it? How can someone fully love, if they don’t understand true love? If you want true love how can you be sustained by anything less?
Why do you freely give to those who don’t love like me? I have loved completely, and I have gotten so little! You walk by and give me a small piece, Oh, how I cherish that piece! I take it and lock it away to keep it safe. I take it and hold it with me; I keep it close to my heart. All day I tend to its needs, I douse it with my care and thoughtfulness. I am delicate and gentle with it, I take caution that I do not let it bruise or become tiresome. Yet those with the larger pieces of your heart do not understand the tenderness of it! You love and trust them with your heart… and you are crushed when they hand it to you broken, as you should be, a heart is the most delicate thing anyone can give.
A heart is the most difficult thing to give to someone. So many times we have it returned to us in pieces. You can put it back together, but the scars remain, and the pain lingers. The pain remains concealed behind the walls of the heart, with each beat it aches a little less. We are reminded of the pain again later on. Someone comes along and desires to reside in your heart. They wish to dwell within the walls and make it their home. You pray this person doesn’t violently pry their way in. You plea that your heart is not torn… that your scars do not once again seep. I am coming to enter quietly, and gently. Will you let me in?
i am the one who loves and has no one to love.
I am searching for you…reaching for you. have I met you? Do I know your name? can I recall your name? is it you whom I desire, or are you still hidden from me?
everyone wants and needs love. Others have it, and others give it. who then can have both? Who can give love and be loved? sadly some are not even willing to give love and yet they have someone who gives them love, in return for nothing…
I have love, a great love. Though no one wants it. my eyes pierce the flesh and see the soul, though no one will even let me glance. My hands are physical and spiritual, though I am not allowed to touch. My soul is fluid and vibrant, though it cannot shine alone. My heart is reaching and no one is there to take it. no one wants my heart, my love.
I keep searching… where are you? Why am I waiting for you? When will you find me?
Certainly you feel the tugging on your heart! The butterflies in your stomach! You must know that I am here, waiting. Are you searching for me? Promise me one thing: Do not lose hope! Do not grow weary! Don’t forget about me, don’t throw me away. Keep me close, remember me, cherish me, wait for me.
God is on our side. Nothing is chance, he will bring us together! God’s hand goes before us, he has written our story. He has shaped our hearts and minds for one another. You know your heart desires something… a part of you is missing, like a rib from your body. A piece of your heart is empty… let me fill that space, for it is where I belong.
I have love, a great love. You need it. my eyes don’t need to pierce, you willingly open yourself to me. my hands are physical and spiritual, I can touch your skin and your soul. My soul alone is vibrant but with you it truly shines. My heart is reaching, waiting for you to take it. you who wants my heart, my love,
Pray for me as I pray for you. I’ll keep reaching, if you keep searching.
Oh, this is like my favorite chinese artist! Sun Yan Zi! :D or stephanie... she is amazing. and this is prolly my favorite music video of hers.
Diana "Diana NFS"Surprised
- 16 years, 2 months, 5 days ago
Escape by: me
I walk. My feet move, hitting the wet pavement drenched by the rain. Scenery follows me. Buildings, trees, people, cars, all lights, colors and sounds. Green, blue, red, yellow. Sounds of Shuffling, beeping, ringing, and howling. I am surrounded; sights and sounds all around me. I am worn… like an old wine skin. I need new life, new purpose. Life is around me, though we are not in the same presence. I do not hear nor see this lively realm. The lights, colors, and sounds barely escape my senses. I see though I set my focus elsewhere… I escape, to find myself. I simply walk in the realm of my own; A realm of new hope and purpose. Music fills my ears. It is the bridge between the two realms. The melody rises, It surrounds me. Engulfs me and echoes in my mind. It brings the lonely realm to life. Music is the story of my subconscious. With the right lyrics I am taken away, the bridge is complete and I escape. Music makes me feel. Feel and explore in my realm. It fills me in ways that reality cannot. It brings purpose, It connects me to myself. I am set free from the world. Alone in myself. How This realm is quiet and calm. Time seems to stand still. The world becomes motionless, silent. No color, no sound. Only me, and the music. I am taken away… reaching this subconscious realm. I am immersed in my own contemplation. My feet no longer walk among the pavement. they hit the plane of reflection and isolation. The perfect place for escape. The music is the narrates. And I am swept up in this beautiful realm of translucent desires. I wish to remain here: Inside myself. The music fades… Color returns. Lights and sounds once again take over my senses. Forcefully retrieving me from my secluded sanctuary. Time resumes and in one instant I return to the world. My feet move, hitting the wet pavement drenched by the rain. Scenery follows me. I am surrounded; sights and sounds all around me. it is almost as if I never left. Even my body is unaware of my absence. -- I now only wait to escape once again.
Diana "Diana NFS"Surprised
- 16 years, 2 months, 6 days ago
Scorpio in Love by:Anne Macnaughtan
There is something dangerous about a Scorpio in love and no one knows that better than a Scorpio themselves. Even when they know they're heading for disaster, they just can't help themselves, with the excitement and thrill of love itself, impossible to resist.
This, combined with the natural sex appeal and simmering passion, makes them a bit of a hot head in love, but also makes them irresistible. Scorpios need to come with a label that says 'hot to handle'. One thing is certain, being in love with a Scorpio is going to keep you on the edge of your seats and always guessing what this sexy creature is thinking.
Scorpios don't give up and no matter what game they're playing, especially the game of love, they'll be in to win or they won't be in at all. Scorpios feel things so intensely and have such a need to express their passions, that it takes a very special partner to compliment this mysterious sign. While Scorpios love hard and deeply, with everything they've got, they choose carefully before making a move.
For a Scorpio there has to be sexual chemistry and once they have spotted a potential mate, they begin a dance of love, which is the most important stage of a Scorpios mating ritual. They are not a sign to rush into love, with the slower and more drawn out the process the better. It's then that the tensions and passions rise and when the climax of the dance is complete, you could swear there were fireworks going off overhead, so intense and dramatic has been the build up.
Scorpios do nothing by half measures and once they're in a relationship and they have someone to love, they are fiercely supportable and almost ready to die for the one they love. If duelling was still legal, they'd have their pistols drawn at the first opportunity.
Because Scorpios have so much emotion and passion, they need a partner that will allow them to express themselves. Communication is key to Scorpio, but also a partner that doesn't judge what's coming out. For a Scorpio, communication is a release and a way to unload all the feelings, words and emotions that are overwhelming their system. Even they know that half of what comes out may not be relevant, but they need a partner that will love them enough that they know that, that's 'just them' and that they need to be able to express themselves freely. Once a Scorpio finds someone that they're sexually attracted to and they're able to be open, honest and upfront with, the passion will grow even more.
Scorpios don't skirt on the edge of the Sea of Love, they go skinny dipping in the deepest part of the ocean. They don't give their heart easily and when they do give their heart, it's with everything they've got and for a Scorpio, that means lots of intensity and powerful emotions.
Scorpios have a powerful need for intimacy and can lock themselves away for hours with their lover, sharing their secrets. Scorpios are known to be secretive, but it's not that they're deliberately withholding, it's that what they have to share is so deep and so personal, that they need to know that the person they're sharing with can be trusted. When they find that person, their openness will be more extreme than any other sign.
Being in love with a Scorpio is no easy feat and it will be a connection that will keep any lover on their toes, but life will never be dull. At times they may have to put up with dark moods, but that just goes with the territory of loving a Scorpio. Scorpios are intense in everything they do and in love they come into their own right.
Feeling everything so intensively Scorpios often suffer from broken hearts, but they mend quickly and the power of their emotions is so strong, that they'll never be able to stay out of the game. They may try and hide away for a while, but they'll be tempted back out and once their heart starts to react, they won't be able to resist. Scorpios love deeply, but they're also able to bounce back which is why they're able to stay in relationships many of their cosmic mates would have left long ago.
Compatibility
Ideal partners for an emotional and intense Scorpio, is a Cancerean, followed closely by a Taurean. Cancer is not only a fellow Water sign and therefore able to swim, stroke for stroke with you through the Sea of Love, but it is also the ruler of your romantic sector. This is a very romantic connection and a Cancereans patience and loving, but steady ways, acts as a calming agent on a Scorpio. Their calm ways, along with their ability allow you to express yourself freely and will give a Scorpio a sense of freedom of being that will be very easy. This is a very easy, peaceful, tranquil and passionate connection, for when two emotional signs come together with so much love, there'll be a lot of warmth produced. They'll even understand their moods and you'll understand theirs.
Opposing sign Taurus is the ruler of your relationship sector and as such holds a strong attraction, which will be mutual. There is a powerful energy exchange here, that always takes place with an opposing sign, but because Taurus is such an earthy and stable sign, they won't put up with your intense ways. Their sensuality will match your natural sex appeal and this could be a very passionate connection.
The signs of either side of yours, Libra and Sagittarius could be contenders, as both are likely to have at least one planet in Scorpio, so there could be an unexpected connection with either of these signs.
Because Scorpios like to flirt with danger, a Leo would prove a fatal attraction to a Scorpio. A lover of danger, he'll find it here and if it can be controlled and kept in the bedroom, this could be an erotic connection. However, Leos are naturally possessive and jealous and as they're not a Water sign, they won't have access to your feelings in the way a Water sign would. They could perceive your silences and lack of forthcoming information as a sign that you're hiding something. If there are problems in this connection, they're likely to come from trust.
If you're in love with a Scorpio, don't expect an easy or predicable ride, but you can expect a lot of passion.
Diana "Diana NFS"Surprised
- 16 years, 2 months, 20 days ago
Fade Away
I am awake. Immersed in the darkness of the night. I listen to the silence… it fools me into thinking everything is calm, tranquil. I know better. I lay still, motionless, with the moon reflecting off my skin. It is late; I am weary, though I do not sleep. I cannot sleep. The night is filled with chaos, through the silence my thoughts scream. I turn over to block them out, I just want to sleep… Tossing and turning. The clock tells me is it 3am, it must be later. my heart tells me the night my never end. I just want to close my eyes… fade away. My thoughts return once again, they do not let me be. They continue to torture me. My mind wanders; I let my thoughts take over, they have won the battle. My heart aches as my thoughts poor out of my mind like an endless waterfall. They are deep like the sea. They are thoughts of the heart… I clench my chest. My hands shake. I can feel the pain, it is real. What an unbearable pain! My heart tightens as if to close the tear, fill the hole. My eyes are wet. “…Perhaps from the pain.” I think to myself. My heart knows I weep. I tighten myself. My heart is tearing… the pain is searing. I want to cry out. I want the pain to stop, I no longer want this broken heart. I cannot cry out. Not a sound escapes my lips. I lay there mute, no one hears my cries. I am gasping. Struggling for air. The pain, the brokenness consumes me. it is all that is left of me. I try to take control of my thoughts once again. It is too late, I have once again opened the wound. I have made my heart vulnerable; it now crumbles under the pain… the searing pain. I gasp. I can hardly breathe. Time passes. The vividness and recollection of the night is fading… I am fading. I am relaxed. My body much weaker than before. I no longer struggle for air, though my breaths are shallow. I feel nothing. My heart is not in pain. The searing the tearing is gone. I lay there, in the grey, motionless. I feel nothing, I am numb. My thoughts are silent. The waterfall has ceased to flow. My eyes are dry and my hands are still. The chaos of the night is gone, all is calm, tranquil. “Perhaps my heart is no longer torn. No longer broken.” I think to myself. My mind can be fooled. My heart knows better. the pain will come again. It always comes back. I breathe deep close my eyes and fade away…
Diana "Diana NFS"Surprised
- 16 years, 2 months, 25 days ago
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Diana "Diana NFS"Surprised
- 16 years, 2 months, 26 days ago