Oh my goodness. That is a TRUE boyfriend right there. Wow, that is wonderful! I hope everything works out for you two. That's cute. Wish I had someone like that .
My dad was killed weeks before I came into the world and only days before the horrible war ended, so he never knew the child he was expecting was a girl. I would give everything to give him a cuddle, even after 74 years.
It's been such a long time. Tonight I am missing him. It never goes away. The pain and loneliness just get easier to carry. I was 36 with a 7-year-old. I am quiet and not easy to know. He cared enough to try hard. He talked to me carefully, knowing I was broken. I did not want to love him - but I did. I begin to feel as if God gave me this wonderful man to me in reparation of my painful life. A gift so I would know love. I begin to feel safe. Trusted him to not leave me or hurt or carelessly shove me aside. Then one day he was gone. Now I'm shattered and wondering if God was laughing at me. I hope not. I've lived. Raised my daughter, raised other children who needed me. Tried to honor him and his trust in who he thought I was. Now I am nearly 60. I still miss him and still wish it could've been me. Someday I will see him again, but I have spent my life alone. I loved deeply, wondrously, and passionately. And was loved in return.
I can relate a lot to this. I am a really shy person, and even if my crush just walks by, I get butterflies in my stomach or my heart beats faster than usual.
Just some advice. Don't keep telling them to stop. It'll only make it worse. Also, I learned that the best thing to do was have a positive mentality when you're being bullied. Another thing was that learning to fight/MMA is good. It's very fun too.
That was a powerful poem that spoke to me on so many levels. I am a recovering heroin addict. I've now been clean for almost two months. I'm in a treatment centre. Your poem really resonates with me and gives me great comfort in knowing that there are others out there who've felt the same pain as me.
I totally understand this poem!! I have a half brother who has a father who I really want to forget. He made me and my siblings hurt like crazy. I really want to forget the man who hurt us, but I just can't. My brother has some looks that his father has. He is the reason why my mother lost most custody of us. He is the reason why me and my siblings are hurting.
I read the poem and felt that it was my inner thoughts bursting out from this poem. I was adopted and left because my mother doesn't want me anymore. She always does and says rude and cruel things to me. I am emotionally very confused and don't know how long I can bear this pain. I feel I have no one in this world. I loved the poem. I wish I had the words to express my inner pain. But I'm unable. I'm just a person to her with a legal bond.
I have liked this guy for 3 years, and I know he liked me too (don't know if he still does). I still haven't told him, and I only see him every once and a while. I bet he's moved on though, but the worst part is the unknown. Especially because his niece is one of my best and closest friends, and all I ever want to blurt out is "How is he?" Or "Does he still care about me?" "Does he ever mention me?" But I have no idea what to do. And I can't stop loving him because "too much of me already loves" him.
This poem reminds me of "Seven Ages of Man" by Shakespeare, which tells how man physically rises and falls in life. It also reflects the mutual bond between grandparents and grandchildren.
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