The Words That Makes You...And Breaks You: Poetry And Thoughts Bind Together
The optimist insists that we live in the best of worlds, the pessimist fears that he is right.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
This decision wasn’t made over a day
A few month ago(20 of Septemper 2006) my very best friend cut my heart into tiny peaces. You know... The kind of friend you think you will have the last laugh with before you die. The kind of friend you want to grow old with. The kind of friend you want to travel the world with The kind of friend you relies on when things go so very wrong and you still hold on. The kind of friend you know everything about and still love her. The kind of friend you long for after a hard day at work. The kind of friend you want to spend every second with on your spare time. The kind of friend you want to make love to with the lights on The kind of friend you can do crazy things with and she doesn’t care. The kind of friend you would do anything to keep, to keep her out of harms way. That kind of friend you know.
I did try to keep you close my very best friend, Not knowing that I would be so hurt in the end. I so badly wanted to make you smile, Just relax and think of you for a while. I did value you above me, Sacrificed a lot of things. Just to try to make you see, How very much you did mean to me. Every time I get a message from you another needle pinch right through. If anyone could se the pain in my heart they would properly wish for it a fresh start. If you just had come back sooner I think we would be holding hands now, Watching the moon brighten up the sky. For me you where the world... I so badly wanted to se you, to just have the last laugh beside you. Somehow I need to move away, Be the strong one and not stay. For I do not se the future in us any more therefore I closed the door. This decision wasn’t made over a day I’ve been waking away. There is something in the end perhaps a new very best friend. Only time will tell I’m no longer under your spell.
Name: Andreas Home: Skåne, Sweden About Me: Andreas Zetterqvist, 26 years old, hetrosexual. Three passions are present in my life: music, writing and my gf. Music represents the essence of my being, writing represent the expression of my soul, my gf keeps me sane. Laughter keeps my heart light and intact. Thinking keeps my juices flowing. Friends mean the world to me. But trust is something I give to selected few. No one has 100% of my trust. Very few have something close to it. I don't look like a supermodel.
And I'm fine with that now at this time of my life because
in my own way, I have a beauty that surpasses all these so-called beautiful people. And I'm not being cocky, just showing some much needed confidence. I have a major in network technology, but confined my future with sales. I'm a poet for a few years. I like to think I'm a lot of different things. But for sure I'm a good boy with class, who's a sweetheart and down to earth. But God bless you if you mess with me because I'm a force
to be reckoned with. I think birthdays and holidays are special and I think writing is the best way of therapy. I'm honest because I've spent too many years hiding. So if you want to get to know me better, just ask. Or read on. Visitors: See my complete profile
There are many races in life but in the end the only race is with yourself. Everyone's choice begins with a dream, because with dreams everything is possible.
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