Moving On
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What the eye does not see the heart does not grieve for...
But when the truth comes out, it will always hurt more
Blinded by love, I failed to see how much of an arsehole
You really were to me
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What the eye does not see the heart does not grieve for...
But when the truth comes out, it will always hurt more
Blinded by love, I failed to see how much of an arsehole
You really were to me
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I never thought I would love someone like you
Never in my dreams that I would meet you
But then, as I travel in my life's journey
You walk into my life and I fall for you.
When I was 19 (I'm 21 now), my first love was far away. It was a long-distance relationship. I never thought that would happen to me. We had such a great time. She was my everything. I didn't...
I still remember the moment we met
The time we shared, I'll never regret
That summer in the sun we spent together
I can only hope you'll always remember
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For years I was your lustful toy,
emotionally and physically battered and torn,
No hope for a heart whose path was less treaded by love,
one whose path was brutally worn,
When your heart chooses a path, and you walk so far,
nothing can turn you back from where you are.
No pain, no scars can make you turn away,
there's nothing that anyone can do nor say.
Hi, that poem is right about my love life. So sad! We don't deserve to be treated wrong. I'm so sad, but God is with us, and I keep praying He will help my guy change. My guy is a narcissist....
I loved her eyes, I loved her hair,
I loved her looks, I loved her stare.
I loved her attitude so full of delight.
I loved her mind so quick and so bright.
I understand your pain, I once had a friend whom I helped unconditionally. Gave her financial support, food on the table, place to stay and paid her study fees, cause her family could not...
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The intentions are real
But the truth is untold
Patiently awaiting the lies to unfold
Her heart shatters with the thought of his touch
When the sun starts to fade
No I won't give in, 'cause your
face still remains
and your soul is in beneath my skin.
My story is not finished. It won't be the end of my story until The Good Lord calls me home. It's been so much, so soon. Let me tell you how I want it to begin. March 31, 2006 I was in a...
He gets her every time.
Those blue eyes hypnotize.
She believes every lie
That he's ever told her.
I kept going back to the same man for 12 years, even though he cheated, lied, and beat on me. He left me and married someone else, and I still took him back.
You have to be hurt to feel pain
You have to feel dryness to feel rain
You have to walk to be able to run
You have to feel rain to feel sun