I WILL BE WITH YOU
Relationship is not just a word, It's perfect match between two souls, It's a silent commitment, Which says, I will be with you..♥
I WILL BE YOU
May Be...!! I'm Too Late To Be Your First... But Right Now.. I'm Preparing Myself To Be Your Last :)
Friday, March 1, 2013
The One Who
3:19 AM
Unknown
The One Who Before
Finding His Love Says
"My Love Should Be
A Perfect Girl"
"she Should Love Me More
Than I Do"
"she Should Never Let
Me Cry"
"she Should Always
Understand Me"
But After Finding his
Love-
"So What If she Is Not
Perfect Still she Is Best For
Me"
"So What If she Doesn't Love Me
Unconditionally , I'll Love her"
"So What If she Is Not
Understanding
Me, I'll Understand her..
Agree??
Thursday, February 28, 2013
An English Love Story
4:29 AM
Unknown
An English Love Story
The rain hit the cobbled street hard and ran in rivulets down the hill.
It made a loud ringing sound on the corrugated tin roofs of the houses
that merchants and street performers were hiding under. The rain was
fast, there was no warning, and only a clap of thunder and then the
storm came. The sky was gray and the street urchins who play in the
alleys and sit on the corners are all hiding from the storm. But not
Richard Lancaster, he was safe in his carriage on the way to meet the
love of his life.
He normally wouldn’t go through such a run-down portion of the
neighborhood but she had said it was something important, and he
couldn’t help but think that maybe she would finally say that she loved
him too. She was in a relationship with another man, but he had always
been her closest confidant and he had always had hope. He was woken out
of his daydreams by another clap of thunder, and he decided not to
dwell on what she might say. He looked out the window of his carriage
and recognized that he was in her part of town, and he began to get
excited again.
He had always been like this for her. She would talk to him once, and
he would daydream of her all day long. His work was beginning to suffer
from the constant distraction. One day they went on a picnic in the
park, and her smell, her voice, everything about her made him joyous.
But for the whole week afterwards he hadn’t been able to focus at his
job as an accountant. His manager was worried that he would be too
distracted and start making errors that cost the company lots of money.
When Richard had told her, she had insisted on him focusing on his work
and that they should stop having picnics if it affected him like that.
He was once again jolted out of his reverie by the carriage hitting an
exceptionally large pothole in the cobbled street. The carriage then
came to a slow stop and he noticed the building in which his beloved
lived. He got out of the carriage, took his umbrella and walked towards
the door. She was waiting for him and had opened the door before he
reached the steps. She was beautiful, as always, in her white dress
with a blue satin ribbon in her hair, and his breath was taken away.
She noticed and began to blush, but he caught himself in time before she
could say anything. He walked into the mudroom, took off his coat and
hat, and she welcomed him in for tea.
“So, Katelyn, what was so important that you had me rush over here?” Richard asked as he went to get the tea set.
“Richard, I have good news. But you had best sit down before I tell you.”
Richard pulled out Katelyn’s chair so she could sit down and she began
to blush again. He poured tea for the both of them and then sat down as
well. “Alright, what is the good news?” Richard was hopeful by the
look on her face that today might be the day that she would return his
feelings, but it was not to be.
“Andrew has finally asked me to marry him. I said yes, oh I love him
so much!” Katelyn blushed again and looked down at her cup as she said
this.
“Oh…” was all Richard could manage, and then he set down his tea, and
was quiet for a long time. They drank their tea in silence before he
said “Congratulations, I hope you two will be happy with each other.”
His voice was colder than he meant it to be.
“No, Richard, please don’t be mad! It was all so sudden, I couldn’t
help it!” Katelyn’s voice was getting choked and he couldn’t bear to
see her like this.
“I really must be going, goodbye Katelyn.” Again, colder than he meant.
“No! Richard, please don’t leave me, I need you here, you’re my closest
friend and I… I love you too.” Katelyn was beginning to cry and he
knew it was his fault. He had to get out of her life fast before he
could cause her more pain.
“You don’t love me the way you love him. You know I love you more than
anything and that this would be the worst thing you could’ve said.”
Richard was getting his coat and hat back on, he was ready to leave.
“I know and I’m so sorry, I couldn’t help it. I can’t control my
feelings just like you can’t control yours.” She was crying completely
now and could barely get the words out before she choked up.
Richard couldn’t feel anything except the dull aching inside him and
the rain on his back. He walked to the carriage and began to ride
home. On his way through the neighborhood he saw a street urchin hiding
beneath one of the metal stalls. The man looked exactly like him,
except in rags. Richard was scared and could barely get any sleep that
night.
Over the next few weeks his work began to suffer, he couldn’t focus,
and his manager was getting more and more worried. The dull ache was
always present inside him, and one day he just stared into the distance
while his work piled up. The manager came in, took one look at the
mountain of paper piling up and he began to yell. Richard was fired
from his job, the only source of his meager income was gone. He used to
live paycheck to paycheck and couldn’t do that anymore. He gathered
his things, went to his apartment and laid on the couch with only him,
his clothes, and the ache.
Katelyn was worried about him. She sent flowers, poetry, songs, and
after he was unemployed, money. She wanted to let him know that she was
always there for him and that she loved him. The money would go to the
landlord who understood what he was going through. But eventually the
poetry stopped coming, then the songs, then the flowers, then the
money. The last thing he got from her before he was evicted from his
apartment was a sketch of her and Andrew on their honeymoon. She was as
beautiful as ever, in her white dress with blue satin ribbon in her
hair.
He lost all feeling in his body except the ache, which seemed to pulse
with each step he took, each breath, every heartbeat. He wandered
aimlessly until he found a church, and he walked inside to get out of
the rain. A priest was inside, praying on one of the pews. Richard
walked over to the man, got on his knees, and begged to be blessed. The
priest, overwhelmed by the sorrow in Richard’s voice, blessed him and
Richard cried himself to sleep in that church.
Many years later, the rain hit the cobbled street hard and ran in
rivulets down the hill. It made a loud ringing sound on the corrugated
tin roofs of the houses that merchants and street performers were hiding
under. The rain was fast, there was no warning, and only a clap of
thunder and then the storm came. The sky was gray and the street
urchins who play in the alleys and sit on the corners are all hiding
from the storm. But not Andrew Jones, he was safe in his carriage on
the way to meet the love of his life.
He normally wouldn’t go through such a run-down portion of the
neighborhood but she had said it was something important, and he was
excited to hear the news. Maybe she was finally pregnant! Out of the
corner of his eye he noticed a man in rags hiding from the storm beneath
a stall. It was Richard Lancaster.
The rain hit the cobbled street hard and ran in rivulets down the hill.
It made a loud ringing sound on the corrugated tin roofs of the houses
that merchants and street performers were hiding under. The rain was
fast, there was no warning, and only a clap of thunder and then the
storm came. The sky was gray and the street urchins who play in the
alleys and sit on the corners are all hiding from the storm. But not
Richard Lancaster, he was safe in his carriage on the way to meet the
love of his life.
He normally wouldn’t go through such a run-down portion of the
neighborhood but she had said it was something important, and he
couldn’t help but think that maybe she would finally say that she loved
him too. She was in a relationship with another man, but he had always
been her closest confidant and he had always had hope. He was woken out
of his daydreams by another clap of thunder, and he decided not to
dwell on what she might say. He looked out the window of his carriage
and recognized that he was in her part of town, and he began to get
excited again.
He had always been like this for her. She would talk to him once, and
he would daydream of her all day long. His work was beginning to suffer
from the constant distraction. One day they went on a picnic in the
park, and her smell, her voice, everything about her made him joyous.
But for the whole week afterwards he hadn’t been able to focus at his
job as an accountant. His manager was worried that he would be too
distracted and start making errors that cost the company lots of money.
When Richard had told her, she had insisted on him focusing on his work
and that they should stop having picnics if it affected him like that.
He was once again jolted out of his reverie by the carriage hitting an
exceptionally large pothole in the cobbled street. The carriage then
came to a slow stop and he noticed the building in which his beloved
lived. He got out of the carriage, took his umbrella and walked towards
the door. She was waiting for him and had opened the door before he
reached the steps. She was beautiful, as always, in her white dress
with a blue satin ribbon in her hair, and his breath was taken away.
She noticed and began to blush, but he caught himself in time before she
could say anything. He walked into the mudroom, took off his coat and
hat, and she welcomed him in for tea.
“So, Katelyn, what was so important that you had me rush over here?” Richard asked as he went to get the tea set.
“Richard, I have good news. But you had best sit down before I tell you.”
Richard pulled out Katelyn’s chair so she could sit down and she began
to blush again. He poured tea for the both of them and then sat down as
well. “Alright, what is the good news?” Richard was hopeful by the
look on her face that today might be the day that she would return his
feelings, but it was not to be.
“Andrew has finally asked me to marry him. I said yes, oh I love him
so much!” Katelyn blushed again and looked down at her cup as she said
this.
“Oh…” was all Richard could manage, and then he set down his tea, and
was quiet for a long time. They drank their tea in silence before he
said “Congratulations, I hope you two will be happy with each other.”
His voice was colder than he meant it to be.
“No, Richard, please don’t be mad! It was all so sudden, I couldn’t
help it!” Katelyn’s voice was getting choked and he couldn’t bear to
see her like this.
“I really must be going, goodbye Katelyn.” Again, colder than he meant.
“No! Richard, please don’t leave me, I need you here, you’re my closest
friend and I… I love you too.” Katelyn was beginning to cry and he
knew it was his fault. He had to get out of her life fast before he
could cause her more pain.
“You don’t love me the way you love him. You know I love you more than
anything and that this would be the worst thing you could’ve said.”
Richard was getting his coat and hat back on, he was ready to leave.
“I know and I’m so sorry, I couldn’t help it. I can’t control my
feelings just like you can’t control yours.” She was crying completely
now and could barely get the words out before she choked up.
Richard couldn’t feel anything except the dull aching inside him and
the rain on his back. He walked to the carriage and began to ride
home. On his way through the neighborhood he saw a street urchin hiding
beneath one of the metal stalls. The man looked exactly like him,
except in rags. Richard was scared and could barely get any sleep that
night.
Over the next few weeks his work began to suffer, he couldn’t focus,
and his manager was getting more and more worried. The dull ache was
always present inside him, and one day he just stared into the distance
while his work piled up. The manager came in, took one look at the
mountain of paper piling up and he began to yell. Richard was fired
from his job, the only source of his meager income was gone. He used to
live paycheck to paycheck and couldn’t do that anymore. He gathered
his things, went to his apartment and laid on the couch with only him,
his clothes, and the ache.
Katelyn was worried about him. She sent flowers, poetry, songs, and
after he was unemployed, money. She wanted to let him know that she was
always there for him and that she loved him. The money would go to the
landlord who understood what he was going through. But eventually the
poetry stopped coming, then the songs, then the flowers, then the
money. The last thing he got from her before he was evicted from his
apartment was a sketch of her and Andrew on their honeymoon. She was as
beautiful as ever, in her white dress with blue satin ribbon in her
hair.
He lost all feeling in his body except the ache, which seemed to pulse
with each step he took, each breath, every heartbeat. He wandered
aimlessly until he found a church, and he walked inside to get out of
the rain. A priest was inside, praying on one of the pews. Richard
walked over to the man, got on his knees, and begged to be blessed. The
priest, overwhelmed by the sorrow in Richard’s voice, blessed him and
Richard cried himself to sleep in that church.
Many years later, the rain hit the cobbled street hard and ran in
rivulets down the hill. It made a loud ringing sound on the corrugated
tin roofs of the houses that merchants and street performers were hiding
under. The rain was fast, there was no warning, and only a clap of
thunder and then the storm came. The sky was gray and the street
urchins who play in the alleys and sit on the corners are all hiding
from the storm. But not Andrew Jones, he was safe in his carriage on
the way to meet the love of his life.
He normally wouldn’t go through such a run-down portion of the
neighborhood but she had said it was something important, and he was
excited to hear the news. Maybe she was finally pregnant! Out of the
corner of his eye he noticed a man in rags hiding from the storm beneath
a stall. It was Richard Lancaste
Meaning behind your silence ♥
3:09 AM
sas
Trust is the one
Who can see 3
Things in You ♥
Sorrow behind your smile :)
Love behind your anger and
Meaning behind your silence ♥
Together… forever
3:04 AM
sas
Heart Touching Love Story
One day, a girl and her boyfriend were walking
on a beach,
and they began to
talk..
girl : i want you to know something. boy : okay
girl : i love u with all my heart, no matter what
i say or do,and i promise to you that we will be
together forever..
Boy : and i want you to know thati promise to
protect you with all my power girl : how is mean u must give ur life?
Boy : like i said.. i will protect you no matter
what.. i would give my life for yours
As they were walking, a huge tidalwave hit
them…
And in a struggle the boy put the girl on his back and swam as hard as he could.. and finally
they made it to shore..
15 minuits later the girl awoke to find her
lifeless boyfriend on the ground next to her,
she whispers, “you kept your promise
to me, so i will keep my promise to you” the girl walked into the water until she
drowned so now they could be together…
forever
How People Change :(
2:54 AM
sas
They Will Talk To You
Will Become Closer To You
Will Be Your Friend
Will Become Special
Will Become More Than Nothing
Will Keep On Telling That
I Cant Live Without You.
I Need You
I Really Miss You
And On & On & On. . . . .
Everything Will Be Going Fine
Suddenly They Will Get A New Person In There Life
In Beginning
They Will Tell You About That
Person,
They Will Slowly Stop Talking
About That Person,
They Will Hide Things & Stop Sharing
Anything.
If You Call,
They Will Say I Will Call
You Later...
Little Buzy Will Talk Later.
Then They Will Never Call You ,
You Will Think That Person Is Busy
But
" Actually You Have Lost Him/Her " ..</3
♥ *** ♥
Love dont ask!!
2:52 AM
sas
Love dont ask!!
“Who are you!!”
Love only says!!
“You are mine!!”
Love dont ask!!
“Where are you from!!” Love only says!!
“You lives in my heart!!”
Love dont ask!!
“What do you do!!”
Love only says!!
“You make my heart to beat!!” Love dont ask!!
“Why are you far away!!”
Love only says!!
“You are always with me!! ♥
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
It was Summer
4:06 AM
sas
It was the summer before
i turned fifteen
we talked a lot
our conversations extreme
You asked me out
i said yes
you were my first
and i thought the best
They all told me
i was in a dream
that i couldn't get you
you were too good for me
i was always the chick
the guys went to for fun
i was never the girl
they wanted as their one
They said that i would mess up
that i would fail
They said that i couldn't hold on
that i would bail
they were all right
i screwed up
i kissed some guy
and i swear i threw up
i don't know why
i did that stupid thing
i loved you so much
i couldn't believe everything
now you're single
we broke each other's hearts
i still think of you
even though we're apart
I'm trying to move on
and i think I've made it
i think he's the one
and this time i won't screw with it
i still love you
even though I'm with him
i keep asking myself
is that a sin?
I'll go on living
I'm glad we're friends
i might love him more
but my love for you won't end
Relations
3:59 AM
sas
