i’m home…

August 18, 2008

you give me the warmest feeling when you tell me you’re home when you’re with me. . . i’m pretty sure that you’re not the first to have said that to the girl he loves, but it really feels good when you say it. 

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Feels Like Home
     -  Chantal Kreviazuk

Somethin’ in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself
Makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms
There’s somethin’ in your voice, makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life

If you knew how lonely my life has been
And how long I’ve been so alone
And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you’ve done

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I’m all the way back where I come from
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I’m all the way back where I belong

A window breaks, down a long, dark street
And a siren wails in the night
But I’m alright, ’cause I have you here with me
And I can almost see, through the dark there is light

Well, if you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I’ve waited for your touch
And if you knew how happy you are making me
I never thought that I’d love anyone so much

It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I’m all the way the back where I come from
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I’m all the way back where I belong
It feels like I’m all the way back where I belong

 

simply ecstatic

August 6, 2008

i’m just happy today. one of those days when everything is just going right.

the measure of trust

August 3, 2008

You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don’t trust enough.
- Frank Crane

I have to admit that there are days when my trust is sorely tested. And in these days, I would normally keep silent and meditate on how it would be if the situation was reversed. What if he mistrusts me? What if behind his tight hugs lurks doubt and uncertainty?

I know that if that is the case, and if there was nothing at all for him to be worried about, it would be difficult for me to convince him otherwise. I would be at a loss on how to make him believe that I’m honest and true and that I love him and only him.

And so, tonight, alone, I think on these things and make a decision. I have given him my heart, my love. I have given him the right to be in my future. I have given him more than I have given anyone in my life. And so, if I will hope, just hope, that our lives will be entwined till we die, then I will have to trust him.

I am saddened that a member of his family is getting to me and poisoning my peace. Because that is what mistrust can do, it will give you unrest. And tonight…as I meditate…I have decided to listen to my heart.

I will trust you. And if somehow, inspite of your love for me, you betray that trust, then you do so knowing that I didn’t push you because of my uncertainty. Because there will be no living with you, no peace at all to be had, if I cannot trust the you who have given me this happiness. I will not see your eyes saddened by disappointment.

I love you. I trust you. I can give nothing greater than that.